Manonton Dalan Poems

why morning is so dull
for anything besides
wiggling my whole body
on my aged bed, feeling
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look right through
can you see; see you
beautiful things be
does it makes you smile
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I miss searching
malfunction cause
triumph of finding
fixing like new
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I am watching bubbles
popping from quiet lake
fishes stay away from it
what could it be; methane
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a group of feet waiting
for morning ride to work
talking minutes to greatest
there are laughs, smiles
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I was sitting on a hill
when puppy came licking
my hands, I was thrilled
I look and nobody around
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oh! sails painting my way
so as birds sing lullaby
on soapy shore. kissing sand
I feel coldness on my feet
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awakened by chirping green
at dawn of feast dreaming
from far away lone voicing
a new life wishes to begin
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she ask mirror why?
why nobody notice her
even she barely has
no clothes on; skimpy
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manicured green
trees kissing sun
geese grazing along
cold wind singing
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