John Martinez Poems

Being led to the threshold of my mind
I cannot yet fathom the depths of this revelation

Magestical movements sing unheard melodies
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To seize the colors and grasp them tight
And mold your destiny as it takes flight

To amazing summits and beyond
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On death and dying
On life and living
Allow yourself to be more forgiving
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Petulant and pouty

Prideful and stank
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On cold grey mountain - cold grey stone
Winter gales
Upon which I was born
Eloquent words cast to the winds
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Rejoice not in your gods withered and forsaken
the mystic greys of winter your forests overtaken

In mournful shades devoid of light
I, of the beholder take delight
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If I could for one momentum
Share with you my inner sanctum

It truly is a sacred place, filled with marvels
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To live to lie awake
For just a morsel of alabaster cake

As she sheds her frosting on a silver lake
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