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    Poetic Anarchist

    I had time to give it some thoughtjust who the fuck I think I amsuddenly the floodgates stoppedthe sky opened upand I could see the lightI'm sent to bring sexy back to insanitywhile having critics talk shit about meyou...

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    • I’m a mad, mad man… that is catchy.
      It seems that it states take me or leave me, but I am not changing.

    • Well like the great philosopher Popeye once said “I Yam What I Yam” haha.

      Thanks for the read. Much appreciated.

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    angel

    over come with sorrowthen I see this sweet little facesinging don't worry about a thingcause every little thing is going to be alrighttears came and my heart swellat four years old this angel sang to melooking so much like...

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    We All Slip

    Winter will soon slip intospring, all dressed ingreen; bouquet nights andthe rebirth of love.Snakes gliding throughthe grass.But for now, we dealwith ice and snow,slick roads and coldhearts.I was on the bus theother day.The driver had aslippery scowl pastedon her...

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    Rain

     we have yesterday's rain today, far more than casually unstill! - a near eternal transparent, cotton-thickweave of space falling fastfrom a gluttinous heaven -surrendering, splattering, splayingthe all around with a raw pour ofalmost too willing surrender. .. .. .. a petty pause snatches six...

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    • Hoi hoi Chère E.,
      Being Dutch, I love the rain when it pours into the North Sea. I admit you’ve won me over.
      Your lovely write softens my heart and the more than lovely artwork does the rest.
      Please, keep them coming!
      Kind regards, Gus

    • Sir, as Autumn sheds its leaves, metallic golds an’ brass will live their last before collection, storage in bins, bags or covered heaps. Here an’ there working their best in the dark but – preparing to light another season’s spirit and – soul-like soil! 🙂

    • I used to love to play out in the rain when I was a child. I must still be, because I still love rain and will walk very slowly through it when I go to my car from my house or vice-versa.
      Is it God crying? I doubt it…He is probably dousing us with it to cleanse our hearts and souls.
      Nice write, em.
      j.

      • Many, many thank yous, dear friend. Rain is what it is, wet but glorious at the right time! Take care of you, sir.

    • Brought me memories of the sound of rain on a tin roof at our old house, and the smell of petrichor. A wonderful write! “)

    • Many, many thank yous, M.E! Enjoy your happiness.

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