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Joseph Bejcek Poewhit Poem
One small glass of water.
The waiter said, "THAT WAS THE ORDER".
In the pantry the man looked at me.
We have no water, LET IT BE.
What will I tell him, HIS MAJESTY !!
OFF WITH MY HEAD ! It seems to me.
Oh your honer, the pantry said, "LET BE".
WHAT !!! No water in my kingdom.
How can this fate, NO FREEDOM !!!!!
But, what, after this - TO SEA.
Find me some water - ON ONE KNEE.
That is your quest - NOW FLEE !
Yes your majesty - A crusade it will be.
For a small glass of water.
Call all in quarter - YES. Even the porter.
from my poem book DREAMS 2
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Sacredness, suspended clown.
Some wearing golden crowns.
Happy songs jump and twirl.
Spin and hop, pleated swirls.
Color mixture flowing blend.
Tumble sault, flowing silence sends.
Painted frown from skidmore.
Laced slums, funny lore.
Playful red cotton ball.
Candy wonder, canvas falls.
Whistle blows in center ring.
Six new clowns to sing.
from my poem book - DREAMS
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Poem boy - again
Just a note to send
Girl with lazy eye's
Read more - surprise
GOD made heaven
Worked 6 - rested 1
well water - [ for sale ]
GEEEE - you looking pale
3/27/2014 JOE POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
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Big metal machine print boxes.
Sell gene altered-mega hit wonders.
A bone from the plunder.
ORGY-DRINK-PARTY- and wonders.
Target that fool good.
Mechanic under the hood.
BUT - I want to be an author.
BEND-FOLD-SPINDLE-conform.
Write this - our seller mold.
COSMIC big brother PEOPLE.
They only think our way.
THE END
1/22/2007 from 8HOP.com
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JESUS SAVES
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Limb of my domain
To sing of crying pain
Clouds fill the sky
My heart does fly
Wisps of cool wind
The ground full of sin
Let me leave my limb
Floating on air prim.
3/23/2014 JOE POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
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It was not really a picnic.
The odor was in the air.
Tomorrow the battle.
Time for a song and prayer.
Standing before his lonely tent.
Cleaning his gun and silver bayonet.
Powder was counted, making a full load.
A letter home, sewing name on his chest.
Lest a bullet fell, him, with no place of rest.
Silent determination, of a cause far away.
Knowing God was working his fate.
2007 from 8Hop.com
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Polluted wonder in my life.
Swim I do, dead fish strife.
Tiny pipe - mercury asunder.
Hidden death, waters wonder.
Mixed a few a new invention.
Empty earth with no prevention.
Silent death - acid rain plunder.
Don't wonder it's no blunder.
Lime song blues take it away.
Empty lake, brown grass sways.
Void earth erase all kind.
Start over, FLEA SIZE MIND.
from my poem book DREAMS
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Brain washer - telling me this thing.
That way - I must sing.
Your song only for me.
Not like my ideas and free.
Look I do into your eye.
You never blink - onward sighs.
Telling me your ways to be.
Weak minded - am I really free ????
An addict you have made me.
Sit I do - you must set me free.
Then I become your song.
Out on the street - hanging long.
Beat - rod - steal - and kill.
Upper - downer - action - all thrills.
Dance all night-gamble - speed pill.
GOD said, "CROSS ON THE HILL".
from my poem book - DREAMS 2
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What's going on in the sky ?
Some dripped down into my eye.
Birds fall to the ground.
It doesn't stop - something profound.
My lungs just feel ablaze.
130 - clouds - with rain - and haze.
It seems like my school chem lab.
Funny people - with funny skin.
Blotches red and looking thin.
Who knows what's in the clouds.
It mixes together like behind a shroud.
Onward it goes into the breeze.
It's mid-summer, coat on, not to freeze.
ROCKET SHIP TO NEW EARTH - 12:00.
from my poem book DREAMS 2
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Painted upside down.
Wear a hat.
Brim side down.
Collar turned almost round.
Funny wonder laugh.
Musical speech sags.
Crying song laughs.
Ringing song gag.
Crazy funny man.
Silly tokens wonder.
Sad loving woman.
Circus clowns blunder.
from my poem book DREAMS
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