i see you
i am an ambient channel for
your song
sung true
into the early dawn
of the very first moon
i wished you
my king
tangled falling tumbling free
marrying the waves
in my salty sea
you are my sunshine king
easily
gracefully
i feel you now
entering your domain
into my heat
claiming
my drawbridge chain
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All That Glitters Is Not Gold
it is all just bullshit anyway.....
Your Brain is a Radio that Does What its Told
Haikus Senryus and Tankas about anything and everything
Poetry
musings on life | bits of psychology | attempts at poetry
In other countries individuals go to jail and/or die for weblogging. While the bulk of this country makes the internet an extention of T.V.
Scripting the desires that are soul deep
The Poetry Monarch.
I write things you may like
Texas Outlaw Poet
Darkness, delusion, smeared with a stick of butter and laughter. Words collide, they bring forth death!
Pain goes in, love comes out.
well, come on in. bite. chew. spit.
He started Writing, The paper started speaking...
Once lost
Silver Poetry 
Looks a bit like the young owl that’s settled in my front yard. 🙂
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little owl friend 🙂
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Rather saucy.
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🙂
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enjoyed this piece. marrying the waves in my salty seas sits atop my eyelids.
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🙂 Thankyou
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