Leaking Pen Poems

These Saturday night blues
Have more to do with hallucination
Than from any drink or any drug taken.
Putting the pedal to the metal
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Weight from pain on my shoulders
Mirrors the tears from my eyes
Smouldering pain from within
Like a lion's foot from a thorn.
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A poem with no meaning
Words fading away in dictionaries
Hard to use, uncommon traits
Lack luster or human trade
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Away with sages' wisdom
Away with therapists' advice
Away with following the rules
Away with reciting prayers
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I posses the valley of plenty
Spring rivers run wildly and free
I count my blessings mine the many
All days and nights from you to me.
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When My heart sings I want to remember
When it weeps I want to forget

My senses take me back there so vividly
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Being aware
Of the way we were
Not mine to share
Past blinding glare
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Christmas carols are sung in the park
And chorister's candles lit the dark.
Santa Claus ready to make his mark
With his leading reindeers from Noah's ark.
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205 To All Who Suffer

‘What will survive of us is love."
My Arundel tomb undiscovered
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All these voices, where do they come from?
The wind blows, and I do not now your source.
You take me with you in spite of my will
On each journey, who directs my course?
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