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Corwin Donovan Poem
The light of the moon slivered upon her hair,
The calm breeze flickered the lanterns dim glare,
Followed by a gust blowing it out with a flare,
The heavens opened up with stars everywhere,
Playful eyes swimming as they stare,
Taffeta laid and her beauty now bare,
Sensual caress of a touch now paired,
Tremble of lips with fervent kiss shared,
Friction of grass with intensity gasping air,
Zenith in line as I wait my time to flair,
Another summer night and I always want to be right there.
(2017)
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What was all of this for?
The chopped trees and trash on the weeping shore,
All these beautiful fields,
Now filled with the bones of the killed,
Earths bloodline sucked dry by our own mechanical drills,
Dolphins swimming free,
Drifting from sea to sea,
Captured brutally with a net to be killed mercilessly,
Expiring animal homes,
Destined to die in roam,
Extinction in mass is it to late to ask for forgiveness and to atone,
Population grows,
Urbanization roads,
Concrete labyrinth rows and fathom shows theres nothing left to sow,
Seasons to kill all things,
As if life has only bitter means,
Bringer of death until theres nothing left but contaminated streams,
Lovely sky painted blue,
White clouds the wind pursues,
Mother gaia so true please forgive your children for we know not what we do,
Thinking as I walk alone on the bay,
Water reflecting the moon and stars,
A colder world day by day,
Im pretty sure we are lost by going this far,
Insane is all we can say,
Pointing fingers at who to blame,
Natures dying screams with tears of rain in a dark world not fit to change.
(2017)
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We live like lost souls,
Hateful, vengeful, and hurtful,
Numb insentient
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With the humanization,
All of its progression,
A face of a nation,
Heading for destruction,
Power to power,
And land to land,
Bones of our ancestors,
Crumble by an unseen hand,
Life in a chalice filled,
With blood of those killed,
Rejecting all values until,
A new world is instilled,
Survivors watch as the wildlife disappears,
Earthquakes now normal yet remains in fear,
All around the casualties of war can be found,
Thieves pick pockets of those dead on the filthy ground,
Useless beings flood the street,
Many sick or dying with nothing to eat,
No longer a contrast between rich and poor,
When cold black clouds follow death to every shore.
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The fish mingle with the river,
The rivers mingle with the ocean,
The air mingles with life,
And life mingles with all,
Unity in nature,
Unconditional in it's love,
Sleepless it's gaze,
Only slumbers when done.
In autumn under a gold sky,
Spirits dance in splendor,
In winter under a cold sky,
Vegetation surrenders,
In spring under an old sky,
The new is born into senescence,
In summer under a bold sky,
Life unites the spiritual essence.
(2017)
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Midnight,
Losing more sleep,
Waiting for the sunrise,
Journey lunar face without me,
Tonight.
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Keep digging trenches,
Enemy bodies piled in ditches,
No intuition for this is no heaven vision,
Where is God in wars religion,
Indecision, nervous flinches, Napalm bombs on all divisions,
Stoic mission, missiles hissing,
Men in anguish hate to listen,
Crosshairs within and cowards prisoned,
Reapers laughing no repentance,
Superstition is omission,
No surrender in fears secretion,
Wage extension that hallow pension,
Shell shock stock all ammunition,
Peaceful fission the last redemption,
Death so vital in attrition,
Nuclear assistance,
End of existence,
Vision intention of nations decision,
Sanction schism, bomb in rhythm,
Open up lets make a difference,
Now the world is a burning pit,
Legions of generals worship it,
Reason the guilty of dying unequipped,
Bleeding lesions in war never for the innocent only belligerents
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Mother in the kitchen stirring a batch of lemonade,
Children in the wheat field hide and seek is what they play,
Father in the shed tinkering with his little trains,
Grandparents listen to music talking about the evening rain,
Years later mother drinks to time and the end of days,
Children all gone one in college and the other slain,
Fathers shed empty for the stroke showed he was not to stay,
Grandparents lay together on a bed of flowers in a casket frame,
More time passes and mother doesn't want her prescriptions late,
The last child works hard but wants to place on the temple a .38,
Fathers gambling debts makes the bank foreclose their place,
Grandparents property was only hope but was seize by the state,
For a brief moment happiness was all time could make,
But all these tears through the years brings only a depressing fate,
If these walls could talk they would say wow life use to be great,
Until reality brings in the real world burden with pessimistic hate.
(2017)
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The world is tied by chains,
Armageddon might come today,
Been abandoned lost in pain,
If I die will it all be in vain?
All is lost but nothing gained,
Falling from this heavenly plain,
Faded fabric of a vague display,
A set itinerary seems to be the only way,
Rain of blood black cumulus mass,
Armageddon starts to lash,
Locust swarm in a hellish wrath,
Plagues and trumpets extent is vast,
Some will follow with only a hallow task,
A devil snarls behind an angels mask,
On and on and on it last,
Armageddon this to shall pass,
Would you not love to have us believe,
Armageddon is just a dream,
The acceptance of science to all deceive,
Crown a monkey when he makes tools from trees,
Monkey killing, monkey breeds,
Primordial evolution is no belief,
From station to station until its all wiped clean,
Armageddon please come for me.
Summon a demon the waves are atrocious,
Armageddon the way is open,
Earth is a creator's magnum opus,
Mettle not settle until the vision is broken,
Pandora cranks and cogs set in motion,
From skies, lands, capitals, and oceans,
In an instant the dark abyss is frozen,
Armageddon begins with the chosen.
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The casket was buried in flowers,
A pungent smell for a grave,
Clock of life ticking down the hours,
Soft petals flying up to heaven's gate,
Silence echoes in the ivory tower,
A wingless angel sorrow by trait,
Limit intended for those who cower,
Judging the judgment for a soul to migrate,
Gravedigger are you just a slave?
The grim reaper waiting for another grave,
Gravedigger does this not seem insane?
Don't toss that dirt on me i want to see my fate,
Six feet deep under the cold shovel strain,
An ongoing battle between give and take,
A life no longer the tombstones proclaim,
This plot of land made for a human crate,
Time will continue to flow like blood in veins,
So gravedigger I have one request to make,
Don't throw that dirt on me so I can feel the rain,
Don't throw that dirt on me so I can see my fate.
(2017)
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