Keltan Carroll Poems

I see chocolate colored blackness in my red mug,
I see a boy inside that just needs a hug,
I see a fish in a cage that is searching for a bug,
I see a man who fills his sadness with a pug,
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Blankets of velvet fall thickly on peaks,
Flowing, soaring through, and through,
Cutting like sushi, the board is my knife,
Paving through valleys,
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Tis the morning with a layer of slip,
A layer of slide and all so much glide,
Tis the morning where we stay inside,
Admiring the crystals that have blessed us with rest,
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