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Matthew Rozon Poem
I shed no fear, laid lo' thym,
Fore I foreshed already all lust,
The appearences of thyn eyes, close,
To which fast embuing of my Soul
That I give to our Father Christ &
God...
Forever More...
Copyright © Matthew Rozon | Year Posted 2018
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~The Longing of my Heart~
Do Doth protrude from me, thyn heart
is it twas love shown without,
without thy heart to see,
or dideth thee protrude through me?
It was twas Love, or thus bleeding,
Bleeding for it to be shown to you,
to see my love protrude.
What thy see now is the haste
of letting go of thy,
fore, I love evermore
as I have twence was,
Before.
Copyright © Matthew Rozon | Year Posted 2016
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~Thy Tulip . . . ~
Thee Tune Of The Tulips',
Is Awaiting The Call Of
Summer, Do I Sing Froth
The Snow
That Has Gone, Yet
Fallen & Melted For This Winter?
Ny, I Live As Thus Was
Winter . . .
& When Thyn, It's Cousin The Daphedyle,
Which Twas Thy Tulip
In My Mind, Sing Froth?
From Thee Mind, Gleefully,
Sublime, Thyn Winter?
Copyright © Matthew Rozon | Year Posted 2016
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~Dot Dot, Dot, Comma.~
The dot, dot, dot, a playfull rhythmic flow of audasity, overthrowing thee emotions into a Fantasy of endless Foreshadowing. A Pen licks the page, for itself has no comma, to stay your hand with, so dot dot dot, is like a comma to me. But when tiss over sometimes after a dot dot dot, leaving entranced the reader, The Pen sees no more words to be fitting. & What do I dispise most about the pen's loss of appitite, nothing, because I know that, that only shows more to discover in poetic form, un-like the comma.
Copyright © Matthew Rozon | Year Posted 2016
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Matthew Rozon Poem
To thee i am alive
Alive in a myre of bliss
Like a tender first kiss
Living away from it all
As it all passed by
From a bliss less lived
I find myself dead
In this line of poetry
I am confididing in
In a metaphore i feel
Feel is the best
Yet from my experience
I am not fully living
Living enough to call it enough
Twas why i might ask why
But why is not enough
The truth sticks out
Yet i live on.. As what?
Copyright © Matthew Rozon | Year Posted 2016
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~Poetic Justice~
From Swofft, lyeth there,
in a land I dare Doth,
Soft or Swift, Day to Day, I Bare,
Deepening, Baring, Once Ended, Betroth'd... ...
Copyright © Matthew Rozon | Year Posted 2016
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Matthew Rozon Poem
~On Halloween~
A Pumpkin Head, Tipsy it is,
Halloween To Be Un seen Pumpkins
Dressed in costume, Tune of Pumpkins
A Rhyming scheme from a dancing
Pumpkin King
Copyright © Matthew Rozon | Year Posted 2016
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~Dancing~
Thyn is ever a lost encomberance of thee . . .
Lost in the longlingness . . .
Dare twas I in the Moonlight . . .
Lost in the means to the end . . .
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Thy is in the air
The wind kisses my cheek
A soft mellow breeze
Singing a song of happiness
The greatest feeling
Of being awake
For to see this night
This night that has fallen
Desire tips the wake
Temptation is near
I live on joyfull
In a sincere way
Copyright © Matthew Rozon | Year Posted 2017
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Thee Loss, is attune to me,
How I can not succumb,
I Have almost nothing,
Without your Love
My Heart mourns inside,
Inside it's cut deep,
For her to be mine
Fore', her to keep
Where do I go
My mind a clutter
What did I not know
My eyes a'flutter
She's been gone so long
I wish for her again
I've looked into your eyes
And seen nothing more beautiful
Before that I was blind
You seemed so inscrutable
Tame my heart,
With the grace of your look
I begin to embark
On Whatever it took
Whatever it took
To win your heart
Like a story from a book
To look to thou art
Thou art for thy beauty
For Thy Grace, and Heart
Thou art I know,
I cannot go
Without your love
Forever and ever.
Copyright © Matthew Rozon | Year Posted 2016
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