Anders J

Pouring spouts of steaming tea
into my tea cup near me
and the little bright cow
on the mug
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sometimes the last water drip
in a water bottle
is meant to remain
and such a little drippy drop
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Sleepy man
take your hand
and close the laptop lid
in your slippers
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Strangers on the bus
on the bench
at a restaurant
anywhere
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Savouring wine
and ticking time
let..
it..
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I hadn't any daisy
a pine branch would do
to pluck needle by needle
posing if she loves me not or true
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I didn't know
that I would go
and break your heart someday
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Paint upon a brush
dripping
and with rush
one's mind tripping
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Crossing the Atlantic in a sky train
Surrounded by the fluffy origins of rain
Deep sorrow clings in my heart.
Beating thunderstorms start
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I hurt you
As if throwing arrows at your soul
Or crushing your heart with a hammer
In the most cruel manner
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I'm covered in a shroud
Of deep emotions
They blur my vision
To see and feel
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Mentally ill
Doctors want me to swallow a pill
Others who love me don't trust in my will
And discredit that my brain is not well
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Life is interesting
It takes me to foreign lands
Which years ago I never would have thought
I'd love them as home
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Pandora's Box
was opened with delight
On one sparkling starry night
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the spirit of truth
passes as the wind
rustling the leaves
or ruffling your hair
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The Humble Cheif who taught me to be a true man
instructed me in Great Spirit's plan,
set before my blinded eyes of youth
written in constellated truth.
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I always see a doe with a fawn,
but where has the doe's buck gone?
Gone has he,
for oh so very long;
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Why paint what's wooden white?
It's 'gainst the grain-- some do complain
and sometimes starkly proclaim:
'oh what a homely sight; why paint the wooden white? '
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In Great Grandmothers garden
I tread past
where no living thing is considered pest
The eagle couple roost in their lakeside eagle nest
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Wendigo go away
but come ye not back another day
Howl neither at dusk;
not dawn;
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