Manonton Dalan Poems

precision shots it's awesome
no wonder people want to come
to appreciate impossibilities
to be possible ruled by forces
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i didn't visit nursing geese in tow
field where orphan balls used to show
i could imagine grass are knee high
where summer eggs, hungry muskrats lie
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she's sitting there cross legged
eating her lunch chatting with
someone across infinite sky above
so many can't choice which, group
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a lovely fish size of my palm
swimming around algaed-rock
arranging pebbles; very neat
chases anybody that comes close
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doubts keep flying across room
so many lips opening same time
raise my hand asking for silence
everybody turn deaf but an ear
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she waited for dawn to come
going sleep from time to time
when she wakes check her bed
did somebody kiss her cheeks
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a soft nudge wakes my soul
i look around nobody at all
wind has subside, sun fades
i move my toes, shake my body
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i haggle for a price of snapper
i showed my smile, looks of pauper
doesn't believe me, dying of hunger
but kind enough to throw some snails
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inching my way up a hill
truck stop to give ride
she does it often; kind
i lift myself at the back
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I see heavy clouds
creep to a big tree
misting green leaves
where small beaks open
to sound of wing flaps
yet too young to see
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