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Mysty Summers Poem
Silhouette of a Man
Here I am sitting silhouetted in the calm earliest of morn
Watching, hearing all the birds chirp at the breaking of dawn
They're all perched up in a well trodden old-bent fence
Their shadows luminate like an unknown foreshadowing of glow
In this early dusk tis turning as daylight thus all shall do breaks
The darkness does fade for the world continues to all awakes
Leaving us all now are all the moonlight density of shadows
As silence leaves us now, for another day starts so we all have grown
At times there comes a time when all diminishing intense of a
Silhouette of a man is sitting by himself beneath the dusk waiting
Till a damsel of all bird like creatures all chirp till all hours of dawn
For they're are all perched up in a well trodden old bent up fence.
05/16/15
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Mysty Summers Poem
Uncle Bob
Uncle Bob came for a visit and let out a morbid gas of air.
08/18/2016
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Mysty Summers Poem
Shattered Crystals
Shattered crystals lie
softly on teardrops of rain
in early morn dew.
08/15/2016
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Mysty Summers Poem
Love Can Be Blind
Love can be so blind
watch out for those daring men
who hypnotize you
08/19/2016
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