Poetic Carousel 4

(16)
The Wanderer

alone
he ventures in the night
filled up to the extreme
one step at a time

to glare out in the surface of the day
vanquished to pray
flirting with fire sincere desire
to look into each portal

alone again
feel the breeze beneath her feet
sadness alerts her frame
seeks for solace from a touch

disappears again....
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(17) Banner Of Love

mark the man willing to explore,
overhead theirs a banner of love
features with creatures of evident sway
there is no better way

in peril you lurk behind a squeeky wheel
some may say it's no big deal
love is the mere essence of your existence
shadows block the vortex

overhead is the banner of love
swept underneath the rug
keep your eyes looking above
share with others the evident glare

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(18) Cement Like Glue

in the distance
resistace
out of every circumstance
learn to take part in the dance

travel deep
stand still & repeat
radiate onto a good pulse
get this message in your head

take too long to raise the dead
filtered through a song
help you get along
wave your magic wand
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(19) Faces In The Window

look long with song
helps you get along
through deep words of love
better from above

swept under the rug
faces in the window
storms in the night
to set a wing to flight

interest within
begin again my friend
with weary eyes come as no surprise
collective energy released

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(20) The Carousel

round & round
you go
everybody knows
the music will play

wooden horses to explore
let the breeze take hold
stuffed inside a mold
round & round

where it stops
nobody knows
like a battle for your mind
sublime
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