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THE GHOSTLY HORROR


They are haunting me - vividly I see
Spirits alive within my soul - I tremble
They convey - they challenge me - I am oblivious
I seek reality! Spirits overwhelm me
They inflict pain - anger in my past
They taunt me - rivalry - is in my eyes
"see-- " I've possessed you." I contemplate
"I put you to the test - I live in you"
"I am a ghost" " I boo" "I scare you"
"My white cloudy form engulfs you"
Aghast I choke - he strangles
He strikes at the head - I have a concussion
I see ink blots - I have an IQ
I am thus psychologically analyzed
I see the quack - the shrink
Thus his strange tone of voice , he talks
He beckons a pardon me- " Do you hallucinate?"
I see - my spirits they then initiate
A psychiatric point of view - I am reluctant
I sit - I ponder at the thoughts
The ghost talks! "I'll get you"
I wonder what to do - I pace
The words of psychiatry , I trace
Still haunted - the ghost still boos
I see images - this I really do
I am trapped into society with whoa's
It is the reality - I really see you!
Yet the shrink - he evaluates
And indeed thus this is true
Scary that to be that of a patient
In psychiatry - the mind came and went....

ROARING STORMS

   
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ROARING STORMS


The lightening strikes in the distance with disturbance of thunder
The pouring rain floods as we embrace ourselves
To wonder the ultimate of time as we then ponder
The birds still chirp - and south they go
For flying- before the cold winter blizzards
The white snow flowing building mountains with thee
The hues of the rainbow casts only with the sun
Peeping out after the storms - mesmerized , I see
Beauteous blue skies with darkened clouds
Miraculous the formation - tremendously
The pupil - the eye , the iris as the rain drops
Compelling , the icy snow in the winter time- technically
The roaring storms cast caps along the waves
Of that deep seated ocean - and lakeside effects
God mysteriously a wonder and he also protects
Photographs and memories - an artists true grit
Capturing the eloquence of even seeing truly it
The treacherous winds violated withing the objects
I now see spring and am bewildered - I am trembling
The dreary winter has come to a completion
The cycle! the birds - in morn they chirp
And the skies - I wake to sunlit beauty
My eyes they are tranquilized - And I begin
To see hues beneath my raving skin
That they lead us not into temptation
Yet! Blessing - I wonder - the sunrise I see
Ultimately each new born day - amazes me.....

DANCING IN GARDENS

I receive cue! You lead the way
You in turn lend a hand. We twirl
I think we are then dancing the sway
Tulips - poppies beneath our feet
The music plays - notes in key
You look me in the mirror with reflections
You amaze me! Indeed the cleft
We dance! The gardens blossom
Meditating with rhythm - I see
The beauty of the waltz - in bloom
We turn heads in every room
How I wish that the beauty of the drum
Would overwhelm me- inspiring
Ten stepping to the tunes - I believe
We tap - need a simple smile on our face
The pansies - colorful - We achieve
This is the midnight hour - reminiscing
I am in awe - it clears my mind
Each step we take - here we find
Poise and etiquette - elegance
Again I receive cue - I follow you
I turn - We then embrace
Smoothly - skeptical I trace
The tracks of the tears on my face
With you I only cry  the happy tears
Each two step we take - through the years
The dance - with gardens at my feet
Our hearts blossom with each music beat
I am oblivious - I am forever patient
You lead - I follow - I can't wait
Til we are dancing in the dark -each passing night
And blooming with the iris in the twilight .......

REFLECTIONS IN MY MIND

I see the rays of the beautiful sunlight
In my eyes - the hues of the radiant skies
Cast my soul with shades and the tones reflect
In my precious mind - I have sight
The sunrise - so elegant - it's beauty
Permeates - deep in my heart is warmth
With the reflections I write - I strengthen
I am in awe! Mesmerized ! It's clear
The sun on my face - beams beauteous thoughts
I paint pictures - I trace my memories
Of each sky I see - Embracing the imagery
Vividly - I am holding the heavenly skies , so dear!
And thus each day , I wake ! I treasure within
My precious moments - breathtaking - then
When I close my eyes - I see darkness
It is thus empty - but my thoughts are wise
Then with a glimpse and a blink of the eye
I view the disappearance of hues
And the prominent sun speaks out
Thus the beauty I captured in my soul
Those beautiful hues now of blues
I see my day begin with awesome skies..

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THE IMAGIST

I live - I breathe - I create art
I meditate - Imagining beauteous thoughts
Strokes transpire - imagery on my mind
I speculate - I read my reflections
 The words of my poetry it comes alive
With each line - I define! What do I find?
The images permeate in my beloved IQ
I establish intellect - with the breath of the brush
I write and time after time - I construct metric
The syllables sometimes they rhyme with time
I utilize the beauty of language to express
I am thus painting my words - I impress with the eye
Seeing gorgeous values time after time
As I write - I seek the beautiful eye appeal
And I paint bringing the rhythm to be thus real
Realism - I am an imagist poet - guided by love
And I am gifted - I am you - I am me
We are the poet in society and of imagination
The Greek the beauty of the myths - they inspires within
And the Greek God Apollo - He silently listens
He sees - he recollects - he puts us to the test
Our God of  Art and Poetry - he is beloved
Striving within ourselves - we try to be best
I am an artist - I project my thoughts
I create line - I teach my opinions
Expressing this - each word I write with time
I paint - the imagery - I paint too the rhyme
Voila you read the words - you see the pictures
In your mind - my reflections I display are real
You develop a taste for opinion - I say how I feel.........