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Kaylan Gebo Poem
she is a bold woman
her silk dress floating
around pale,but beautiful
face
she is the mother of the clouds
they are her children
when sunset comes
she is pink
orange
yellow
she dances between and
over her children
getting pushed and shoved
by the powerful blue wind
night is near,
she falls and rests
her head on a pillow of
clouds
she, is white
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cowboys riding, out of the sunset. light raining on their faces. braveness shining out
of their eyes. taking on the enemy, brave as a cat. go down into town and fights of
fear. onto the sun on his tusty steed.
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pink is a bubblegum
child
wearing a sheet of
pink skin
when a stranger
bows a bubble,
she will sneak up
on and
bursts it
she
giggles
at the sound of
POP!
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pencil
my pencil is a
soldier, wearing
a big red hat on
his head, marching
across the paper
leaving his gray
footprints, he
wears a jacket
of yellow paint
marching across
the paper leaving
his gray footprints
delivering a message
of warning, a warning
to the reader of the
of the soldiers paper
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that wind blows
and the water rises into
a point, that wave
rolls to the shore and crashes
on the sand
that water tugs shells
and rocks along
with it
the water is a tug boat
each object has one rope atached
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Its a House,
For a Crab or a Snail
100 Chimneys on
the Roof, Animals Inside,
Make the Kitchen,
the Kitchen is the
Stomach, the Front
Door is the Mouth,
the Hallway-- the
Intestines, its a Mobile
Home, Always on the
Go, the Kitchen will Prepare
Shrimp and Plankton,
or Bacteria, the Living Room,
the Heart, where most
Happens, Blood Cells are
People, In and Out,
The House, Put Together
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slithering slither
through the tall grass
stocking his prey
slithering slither
under the ground
building a home
slithering slither
over rocks and soil
shedding his scaly
slimy skin
slithering slither
on moss and trees
hearing a noise of
his predator
slithering slither
fast as he can
and snatch
wiggling
shaking
now in the claws
of a mighty owl
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Dreams, Are Dreams a Cloud Floating in Space?
Are they a Pocket of Happiness or a Pocket of Fear?
Are they a Monster that Sneaks up on you in your Sleep?
Are they Alive, Breathing, or Breathing People Inside?
Can you Touch a Dream, or is it a Myth?
Dreams are Mysterious......
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Oh man, Oh man in black,
go Back, go Back in time.
visit what you know and what
you feel. this is a bad time, slave.
Oh man, Oh man in black,
Have you ever known what your past is like?
Is it sad or joyful?
Did you enjoy it? i bet not.
Oh man, Oh man in black, go Back to last year.
Were you fat or skinny, Did you have a wife?
Were you sad or happy. You must go into the future and stay there,
its the only safe place.
Oh man, Oh man in black, Home is not sweet.
You must not go Back. Back in where you
belong. You must go into the future or into the past, ever again.
Oh man, Oh man in black, Goodbye and don't go Back.
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that storm cloud in the sky
its throwing a tantrum
it is pounding on the ground
with his powerful
fists
crying and pouting
you want it
to go, but it stays
it wont leave
his tears rolling down
your windows
creating puddles of
tears
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