Passion

Justice, settled jaw;

blazing sword and torches love-

cut down evil, lies.

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A e Freislighe Attempt

Set your soil tillable

as He sends the morning dew-

seeds in digging fillable

soul and spirit will sing new.

Now is sowing season here

the planting you don’t know how;

these secrets that no reason hear

still stems break through with low bow.

Abstract/sound poetry

Simply sim, simply sat,

Coco saw a simply rat

Orange it was, burst out with song

And scratched it’s nose all day long.

Pimlee pee, pimlee you,

orange rat would sing with you.

Falling

Falling down the pit

swirling drain

I sink

I sink

call out to you

but you

kiss me goodbye and state,

“be well, “

“be well.”