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Knuppeldik gaan slaap die stad
na 'n feesmaal van smaak en kleur
vloei die reuke deur die strate
in 'n Brown se beweging van geur.

Alle trommels , trommeldik maar maak 'n lee geraas
en in die donker , agterstrate begin die ander nou te aas

Kom die honger hande uit die sakke
en krap met rook-geel vingernael
soek die skummel in die swartsak
vir 'n laaste dissipelsmaal.

Maar jy is skille , jy is doppe
jy is alles wat laat gril
nie genoeg vir koningstafels maar vir my
net genoeg om die  knaagdiere te stil.

Onerfare soos ek is , vat my hongerbrein ook mis
watter mens kan so dan lewe? watter mens kan so dan eet?
van die lykswa en die straatveers
het hierdie boemelaar vergeet.
Ek is mens en nie 'n vark nie,
(al moet 'n mens ook eet).

En stil vergaan die boemelaar
wat kieskeur ook wou wees,
nog 'n straatkind se ou lykie
nog 'n honger kinder gees...

ek wat was het mos gesien
*** kos op tafels lyk,
en het sodanig hart verloor
op kosse kleur en ruik.

Met 'n bord vol knubbels le die lykie
voor hom , onaangeraak.
Al was kos ook wat kos was daar
het hy te lief vir die droom geraak.

Eerder kwyn en dood verslaan
as om die droom te ruineer.
Eerder dood van honger,
as om hierdie kos , as sulks te eer.
Siska Gregory Jul 2017
So loop ek deur die strate van Paris en voel dadelik tuis;
Tuis soos in n vreemde wereld wat juis net vir my gemaak is.
Die outydse geboue wat vertel van jare terug, die noue strate wat ver af le amper verby more, die klasieke fietse met klokkies wat "trieng" in die verby gaan na ander plekke, ook die french brode wat jou vertel van vandag en die krag van twee hande wat gebruik is om die smaak in jou gedagtes te laat verdwaal, om n storie te vertel.
So loop ek deur die strate van Paris en voel dadelik bly;
Bly soos n kind wat haarself bevind in n lewe vol nuwe dinge, vol nuwe betekenisse soos n nuwe paar oe wat oop gaan om te sien en dan te verstaan.
Maar die lewe gaan aan met n lank terug en n more wat kom of n vandag wat verby gly na n elke dag;
Wat my vertel van n lewe van geluk en plesier om te geniet vandag, elke dag.
2016/07/17
M Solav Apr 2022
De ces journées ternes où le ciel plat et infini
Plafonne sur nos vies, cantonnant nos humeurs,
Se dresse parfois un luisant et pâle trait à l'horizon,
Vaine rumeur lointaine d'avenirs moins sombres;

Mais à en fixer le contraste, cette strate nous surplombant
Se métamorphosera lentement en vierge ciel,
Clair comme l'azure de ces lentes et chaudes journées,
Et cette ligne lointaine, un rassurant paysage éloigné.
Prose de l'été 2012 convertie en structure poétique dix ans plus ****.


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Johan Nel Sep 2019
Bo op 'n berg
Met my bobbejaan gedagtes wat terg
Die eggo van my mania skree terug
Wat soek jy hier?

Ek drink uit die rivier
Ek sink my oë in die rooi son
Ek **** alweer
Die donker wolke
Die reën wat kom

Ek laat my gedagtes so dans
Plek tot plek
Gras van Kees
En mens en vlees

Sny deur my
Woede en naaktheid
Die lag van 'n sekere malheid
En die sagtheid van jou moeder ken
En dan meer bring ek twee
Van my na die tafel in 'n oop gesprek
Met my leemtes en my onbeheerbare
Soeke na wat ek herken binne my donker gate
Ek dwaal verlate
In riviere van die samelewing
Die masjien wat liggies trap op ligte wat skyn en verdwyn
In die strate van spoed en bloed
Die woorde uit die bek van die dier
Die ongetemde kwaad van primate
Wat stoei met homself en sy produk en sy bestaan en sy wêreld en sy alles
Tot hy verval en wegkwyn
Verdwyn agter 'n swart gordyn bedoel vir die son en sterre
Waarheid en verlossing
Waar vind ek die antwoord vir alles?
© Johan Nel 2019.09.18 23:38
Artitude Jor Jan 2021
I

                       Know

Demons

With

colorful

                  eyes

And

            broken

skulls.

               They            
    

Live      in my jotter

and

Demon-strate

                 Through

My

Ink..

And

           If    

You          ask

Me why

these

lines are        scattered..

I'd tell

you  how scattered my demons are...
matthew Hulinsky Sep 2020
she put her glasses on
she grabs a book
and strats to read
she reads and reads and reads some more
but she just gets lost no matter how many times she read it
she just keeps getting lost
she gets mad because she just gets lost
she calms down strate anig and this time she
reads more carefully but no matter what's she dose
she is just getting in a book
hope you all enjoy mondays poem
kevin Aug 24
Perhaps the Georgia 5th Sees Us Hearing
If California may hear
In between eyes clerical
     and Justices Repeal
Both names
    Have been titled
Titled as an altered code
    and violation of building standard
Becomes currency
     Contempt of Congressional Ledger
          Perhaps suffices

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This is a law
Poverty law
Poverty of dwelling on a matter
A matter of worth
Creating a slaves hide

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Many and first as witness
Your experience in today
Change is not to be brought forth
Journal and starvation are framed
One mustn't and must speak
Afforded
The free press is after force of entry
Into location as advertised
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Finding with the Justice
I have found with the Peace of a justices eyes
The length of attention in conversation
Allows the journal
Instruction

Before conversation is acquired
The counter is not built
Civilized is standing

Mass and throng interupt
Otherwise experienced as obstruct food
This is a minutes causeway

Thank you for your message. It has been sent. ( Congress )
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Justice of the Peace
I return parted clerical error to a hall
In justice no frame
Nor corrective temp
Time as half
The titled days conveigning
That's my Monday morning appearance
This shall never be spoken freely


A civil right to act
Fine liberty
Next date, poor
Still due process
In accurate measure of published
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Vocalize New York City Park
Eyes didn't organize
The tent drop
Code violation
Ten days an hour, so what week
Use on the monthly?
We not gonna speak
Lost voices in bravado money, can't reach
Such is that meaning why?
Answer four times a second
Birth control that

Building code violation
All over California
Hop
Y'all crawled hip?
Pay my rent
Copyright © kevin mathenia | Year Posted 2025

Forty 3rd Time?
For the forty 3rd attempt
Of incline
A forty 3rd question unanswered
Los Angeles requires an accomplishment
As yet the roofs of wealth choir no challenge
Stilled in self wonder the share constants
Water and health in abundance, again
This execution remembers every faculty
Partners and sermons
Cost and boss
The build of document to spend
Little shadows of Washington fend

The framers of a Los Angeles hard at work
During war time
Without end
Preparing the give
Ready for another attack
That steal refuses its sound
Prefer of the city and cities charity
Suggest of intonation
None strate to the cause

America in Los Angeles only lensing past tense
Encampments of abandon
In a day of labor, no notes
No reservation
No surplus
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Year Posted 2025
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Humidity escapes
And escalates our depression, great
Outside long in a short sighted
Turn around no foundry
Apps development
In hours estates recondition
Appointment
Article
Confine dis
Logic
Dissuaded witness
Head no innocence
We the people of poverty
In atonement

Assembly Member Irwin
I declare this state insolvent

Mayor Karen, the first article?
Suppose print

Barack?
Do you think about me now?

Sub strate
My lithographed pass
Miracle on the 1:40 train
I can still
Make it to work

Very large scale integrated circuit
Ultra low fire
Very high fire capacity
As buffer
To emit
Photo

Photo
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Assuaging Guilt
Late is a work I wasn't afford today.
Approach my steam he cried
Beyond wound
Lap I did not hear nor see


Been home against
Climbing the couriers town hall
In forgiveness
Letting the bridge draw upon another man's labor day

Josey Boy loses the Broadcasting Run
Less of more in your bravado Josey



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Late is a work I wasn't afford today.
Approach my steam he cried
Beyond wound
Lap I did not hear nor see


Been home against
Climbing the couriers town hall
In forgiveness
Letting the bridge draw upon another man's labor day

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As Five Remorses
In Hand
No Further
He suffers willingly
To find your lesson
Often times in pain, lent.    Remain
When un lent meditation, finish school.

Her finish was five Psalms of bread, wouldn't shawl

For 5 days alone he dwelled on his matter
While the state watched, again.
His remains of our plethora came out upon our stone walkway, and we committed to our crimes, spending his treasure against ourselves.

This is his morning in Thousand Oaks California.

I am a request of Justice of the Peace.

Being directed is a crime of silence.


Missing Eva Green

©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©

                               ­ Jennifer

Some Like It Hot?
Don't, Wild blue child
Speak of how me now, again
Window, no

Around the case stairs
Now you winde up Brewster New York Cats

A Jack A Black A Parlour A Piano

Mr and Mrs Constance the Gardner

Hat Tapping

Tara Gendron

Kevin Mathenia

Holiday!


Window! No?
Under Pressure
A Ballerina Talls The Fiction As Dawning

Till Christmas Pass Designs Nighttime Blank
Lose Me Fare
Mark Me Often
Take Me


Turn About
“My Life As A Coatrack”

I Own No City, Hear
Shed Another Seasons Remorse
It’ll Never Work Out In Time

As a better bet on that parkway,
Mystery Linda Diaz had to, Stop crying for it
Loves been had in a bankers roll doll
Give us some danced up, on blues
Enter a rhythm outside of the castles crimes
Hiding us for ten lost years!



The session stand don't know about
Obstinate fellas, waffles in ten
I'd rather I didn't, yet, you called



Country Sue Anne 3 minds of roll, ink out the door and a rolledex in ear lobes!

Says the press powers, We Collapsed in Brass!

Jack Black and Kevin Reporting









She spent behind the city
    Haunted veranda of Sicily
Her mother's sister?
       Had she forgotten to write since?
The first daughter away from Italy
       Before her mystery in burdens named as foreign

The behaviour paused and absent faces
     The mimes of her part
Spoke finish of him in passing

I am foreign

She beguiles the pages from after I've relented
Traitor of soil

Today the geese wain
    Her gathering, florescent hateful summers
Defiance of shelter
    Mooring my vessels in war
Grand questions of my ability to remain

Remaking our affairs
  Her story?
      Mute

Ink, mine


American Jazz
American Jazz
Jails
Slaves
Waves at freedom
She at the door, too forgetful
Bothersome Invention war is
This is a far as a sound
As nearest minds kindly borrow
Works flat
And out the door
Slaves in jails
Forward my ship
On top and on back
Waters a ways to work
Laddles become hospitals
Without spoons
Only the together people
Lift down the cloths
Aprons run in country
We ain't had enough
Jails yet

This is beautiful

Your from that porcelain city
I'm New York poetry too
Copyright © kevin mathenia | Year Posted 2025

Dedicated to Adrien Brody

Adrien I'm rapping with Rupi
Thank You

Fide et Amore
Irish American Poetry
And Plays
For a Random House
Of Representatives

Currently writing around
Linda Diaz's tip jars


Tip Jars and Squares Poem 1

Mr. Fox
Mr. Rogan
Mr. Tyson

Squares are notes we owe

Mr. Galifianakis tickle the bourbons for it tonight


Sands hunt up a clarinet



In an Article
Building top
Walking while home goes around
Doorway sop
Whenever she won't stay
Making out in another part of me
Counting stands
Selling tombs down to hell as we
Fall apart
Torn numbers, towers
Calling hiding hours
Hate filled seconds from the soars
Feelings lost in gardens I couldn't afford
This angry tower isn't hiding
It's my way in outsiding
Leaving everyone dead
Your wars and shops attacked the bed
When does the bottle ever warm
Why doesn't rain carry more
Because I'm running out of blues
I'd rather have a nights last fuse
Turning off memories wild that way
I won't learn
Down in the street I hate to burn
Yesterday hasn't made it
Now it's another page I'm free
Free to stop the reading meters walking
Riding on the back of a child trying to cry
Every mournings different in my rain
I step out
Outside of all the noise
Last time she thought she could afford
Touching mes a worthless missing, door

Typewriters on the floor
I've gotta make it back to her shores
She won't lend me the hands
Its me verses spirits I can't stand

That's the room I'll never halve

Loves a left behind place Paris

I have one hot cup of coffee and a night to be



What It's Like
What It's Like
Don't be cool
Hate aloof
Cliche Spending is slow reading headlines
Lettings, yourself conceited
I wouldn't encourage feelings if me
Just raising the literacy rates
With Irish American letters is all time

But,  I'm somewhere at
Unstable and content
Introverting caution
Lived from wars before my own ink

Extroversion is an extra paragraph
NoTreasury department extortion
On copy desk before rents talked about

In the newspaper
You exist
As an exit
Misnomers a banking poetry song
Calculates make wedding vows
Acquire before you lives and skip

Thousand Oaks California is based
On thoughts of being poor
Building affordable welfare support

Pet Shop Boys
Watching model prisoner chicks
Who become victims of war ignorance
Unable to
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Without her
Voice without challenge hear
Here in city descriptions fears
As alone as hymnal
Founder often eaves.

Pole yearning lent
Brightly sadly sate

Carol as tall waltzing banging pots
Partly in the reading den
Party always misused


Truer Days

As cloch na cuimhne síolraíonn an todhchaí” (“From the stone of memory the future springs forth”). Photo by Pádraig Ó Tuama

As clash naught commenced
Sorority and togetherness



Docile Does Defeat
Docile Does Defeat

Feathered wide
Apart as stride
Tipping blooms
Cautious feud
Disabled pollens
Meeting mew
Brewing nets
Callous frets collisions
Darkest reflections take


Girls as opposite digression
Meeting in the shopping mid days regret
Offering from the alcove
Two join the rivers nile

Now as understood
Please stop describing


So she
So we
Leaving a gentleman's wars
Yet his bounty as Arch
Lurking counting ount
Ount we naught blemish friendship
Needn't favors currency tarnish
A spouse yet doubt
Lingering dowry in ounce



Sanctum
OfLumox and lush
Louse and pilfered ******
Tiffs usage and spent upon
Failures smiles acrid laughter albatrosses
Black lacquers frames oft walked
Nascent snouts
Corrections endless encounter
Bedmates watering wells
Filthed cloths arrival again
Lovers brail


A World in Debt
Paved astray
Columbus roads into a pit
Socks from different angles
Yearly carols finding less rains in reason
Crowning the child's redemptions
Building another flat surface to,
Reject the beginning
Stay moving still
And curate less love
Outing all wisdom
In another's mind



Her Own Holy Ghost
Reaction
Despair
To a faithless creature
Unaware
Returning supplicant ration
Nectars remorse
In violet reduction
Her prayers read still again


I'm more popular
How I'm more popular
Than a breastplate
Under handing
A woman's told
Wild precipice as hummingbird
Canvas over ointments
Pigmenting furnaces tender death
Hold, call
Relent



Anonymous
An anonymous night alone
An ominous affair with loss
After forgetting to find
Your one true loss
The spirit won't visit your beds
You offend forgiveness
Anonymously sold away

I'm more popular
How I'm more popular
Than a breastplate
Under handing
A woman's told
Wild precipice as hummingbird
Canvas over ointments
Pigmenting furnaces tender death
Hold, call
Relent
want to
In I don't know
How I feel about this yet
Ecliptic confluence
Vector wrapping marbled me
Strings pulled
As for waves resent my distance
A populating Forrest heaves unjust
Hearing you from where I won't sing
Giving you that time

I gots scotched once
My coffee has cream and sugars
I'm ready she wants to read
This experience

Tell yourselves about an Irish Mardi gras

Thankless Taryn Manning's disposals of ink

Asiago village cheese
Pinto beans
Bagel remove asiago cheese chip
Spread the meat of pintos
Breakfast snack taste

Then reviewing Gregory Hines white nights
In softer giving
Longing to learn
Staying forever
Nothing proves the wars real



Erie, my Stolen Babel
Erie, my Stolen Babel
I write to the minds of naive
Honors of boring bathe
Less understanding than homage
Exactly exceptions students
Lackey of Britain
None request competent understanding
For my illusive quill, as Elizabethian
Mastering forms above fragile doe

Pleasing peasants groveling
Yes again I am this of betters
Swelling satisfaction
American Irish Jazz Women
Nubility afar
Daring silence
Squandered Scottish flem

Welfare is costly to my crown
Copyright © kevin mathenia | Year Posted 2025


The women won't be curdled
20 years in the college
Mistress lost in Japan
How'd you get where?


Outside the in way
Do you rent me why I cry for then


When L.A longs true
Patterns of obstruction
Brass cut white notes
Daring war down stairs


Outside the in way
Do you rent me why I cry for then


Liberty Vacancy
The cabinet reflects
Against my home in tall
Another's passage
Random poise of letters
Upbringings ending caught
To waltz is to salute
Or in abandon of slavery
Liberating the massage of again
Fervor lies quietly
Loudly defining your sanity
Pitch of news
Correction refused
Pace as normal
Exit small
Restart your pole position
Trust the system is all paid in your speech
Unemployment or ******
Whos in line behind them?


Convinced this place is valuable
That suicide is only money
When laughter is

Social work splits the tab
And the rent
Its always us or them




Meeting Frenchie Twice

Winter Best
Had you grabbed
     His winter Best
  Sadly play
     Along work in time

Hadn't may gone to say
    In no time flat, near that pad
       Taking orders

  Fill me in, doll, when's the dance
       dead romance
            spin my world

    Watching news justice in the print
         Four days a month
             Where he goes
     God only knows
           While he plays
               On my nerves
        Down the hall
           Dastardly fine by signs

     Coming down
        Before my blues
    Get misused
          
      Christmas pals, to the end
           Eggs and toast, all the don'ts
      Pave my rent
          On the house
        Lives out of ink

       Please have mine

Nothing in a good name
        For now
Copyright © kevin mathenia | Year Posted 2025




Chicago Meaning
Child's right
Dig deeper
Double my times
Let's re record the lunch
In pale armors defeat
We didn't meet
On the way
Up to say
Rivets weren't good
Irish dots the i's
Give it a try

Tribunes a news we can teach
Get us a job

Where ya been Irish?
Nowheres run

Horrible encouraging corporate cadets

Troubles thoughts on a boss
Crime syndicated
You done it


I left all my land in Texas to play at ya
How ya do it Los Angeles?

Oil Dames
Waining Gams
Geese Soup
New York Paint Stations


Recession
Humidity escapes
And escalates our depression, great
Outside long in a short sighted
Turn around no foundry
Apps development
In hours estates recondition
Appointment
Article
Confine dis
Logic
Dissuaded witness
Head no innocence
We the people of poverty
In atonement

Assembly Member Irwin
I declare this state insolvent

Mayor Karen, the first article?
Suppose print


Barack?
Do you think about me now?

Sub strate
My lithographed pass
Miracle on the 1:40 train
I can still
Make it to work

Very large scale integrated circuit
Ultra low fire
Very high fire capacity
As buffer
To emit
Photo


It's in the low ways
  That she's a drag
    As it's in the causeways
We shallow as raft
    Drafts happened to dolls before
Before we get bored
    Shams delicate
Corrections absurd
    Will tire endlessly
Supposing ourselves elsewhere
  In the midst of all opposites
Another pushers sted we won't hide
  Hurried eyes alert passengers
We hurried before
   Ounce I have left and ounce you have naught
        Speechless day
            Frought memory
                 Hold comfortably
                     Until a warming sound
   Another's son is boring hither



Veranda Bombs
Veranda Bombs

Read as Heading per Naval incident
"Now This!"
"Now This!"


As paragraph goes out of style
"Sue Anne the stars won't gather."

Veranda pan up too you
"Waking to a World in Peril?"
"Hopefully big things to come in our report"

Tell 'em what? Country

Special effects guys live on the trolley.
Tatas? Tatas.News?Tons.Coffee? Sugar? Happening


My brothers and I fill all branches
As peace will fill our wells
Vessels at ports
Our captains your tact
We weren't raised for better days
Yet we fill the nights with our cause
Irish American military officers assist
All locations on earth



Chicago
If You? Do Me!

They can get checked on!
Speak with it, don't press off!
Knowing trust lives around a bus
Terms this ride let's you rip off?
Irish

Window know

Threw your ears around
To come in late
Leaning eaves
Learning stairs
Because it stars
See it silver
Deliver it's me

Travis the darker my train
Dearest subway
Overt threatening arrival

Travis performance
A private visit
Off the road
Santa Barbara
Circa Jazz

Paris?

Canary yellow wings of warmth
Devastated Stencil consent to defeat
Around a body in water

Common and Kevin year 3

I'm from porcelain city too

What do you think there Prince?

I'm a private man Paris
I ask your brothers first

Empty morning hike to Westlake Village
Refried Pinto beans
Bread roll rations
Signature sparce pepperoni purchase money
Dry the hampers sound down

And noodles with barista hot base
One to go for night session


Dadda dadda dadda da
Dadda dadda dadda da
Dadda dadda dadda da
Dadda dadda dadda da

I believe your music sheets of blues
Lays flat there
Peels of description fine tone the length
Of a rehearsal
Lengthy finish is a good target print
In repetition

After experimentation on another

The contrast is then



Buy
To why I'm concerned
Take notes off your, mourn
Raise under, raise beneath me

It all comes, apart, inside of homes
            But why you'll let me
Bring free to say these
  Times aren't for you
Sacrificed hearts won't conclude
   Taken from me
Honestly I can't see
   Who's arts on these notes
Buildings from being gone inside wars

Can it be written wrong
   A gentle days tolling the straws
Man and I don't come back
    The cost of having homes
Ready in time to mourn




As a better bet on that parkway,
Mystery Linda Diaz had to, Stop crying for it
Loves been had in a bankers roll doll
Give us some danced up, on blues
Enter a rhythm outside of the castles crimes
Hiding us for ten lost years!

Taryn, your up tonight at 4 p.m.

The session stand don't know about
Obstinate fellas, waffles in ten
I'd rather I didn't, yet, you called



Country Sue Anne 3 minds of roll, ink out the door and a rolledex in ear lobes!

Says the press powers, We Collapsed in Brass!

That's Miley's entrance, bye bye folks







Don't, Wild blue child
Speak of how me now, again
Window, no

Around the case stairs
Now you winde up Brewster New York Cats

A Jack A Black A Parlour A Piano

Mr and Mrs Constance the Gardner

Hat Tapping

Tara Gendron

Kevin Mathenia

Holiday!


Window! No?
Under Pressure
A Ballerina Talls The Fiction As Dawning

Till Christmas Pass Designs Nighttime Blank
Lose Me Fare
Mark Me Often
Take Me


Turn About
“My Life As A Coatrack”

I Own No City, Hear
Shed Another Seasons Remorse
It’ll Never Work Out In Time




Some Like It Hot?
Don't, Wild blue child
Speak of how me now, again
Window, no

Around the case stairs
Now you winde up Brewster New York Cats

A Jack A Black A Parlour A Piano

Mr and Mrs Constance the Gardner

Hat Tapping

Tara Gendron

Kevin Mathenia

Holiday!


Window! No?
Under Pressure
A Ballerina Talls The Fiction As Dawning

Till Christmas Pass Designs Nighttime Blank
Lose Me Fare
Mark Me Often
Take Me


Turn About
“My Life As A Coatrack”

I Own No City, Hear
Shed Another Seasons Remorse
It’ll Never Work Out In Time

As a better bet on that parkway,
Mystery Linda Diaz had to, Stop crying for it
Loves been had in a bankers roll doll
Give us some danced up, on blues
Enter a rhythm outside of the castles crimes
Hiding us for ten lost years!



The session stand don't know about
Obstinate fellas, waffles in ten
I'd rather I didn't, yet, you called



Country Sue Anne 3 minds of roll, ink out the door and a rolledex in ear lobes!

Says the press powers, We Collapsed in Brass!



Saints in Passing Falls
I hurt inside of nights
Mares of Ireland long in Gallow
Gentle settlements of the north burn
Frightful hauntings and return
Return not in sorrowful bade
Halted rising dress on patches dews
Blind feet scamper in cautious glee


Austere delight joining greys silver taunt


And wild streets in liquored brilliance
Convey omens hiding storms
Yet her simple smiles pleasure died
I've not returned by the doors


In the city I was born
Beside heavenly alters free
Terribled loud crowding walks high
My shortcuts beneath the gated baldlands
Underhanded stars of crimes
Mine only the letters
Kind and devout
Oh many devout promises of doom
Yet young Irish boy do fearful
Cannot travel with me near
His calligraphy scenes foreign in listing
Painful trust her laughter resents


Gentle Italy when will our tram return
I've gone from your meaningless words Irish boy
No such objects return to me


In my early days of county mayo we walked to the sod


The General Meets His recreation
In letters
His arrival, invisible
His presence, omnipotent
His courtesy I halt
In forms of thoughts collected
His regrets are peaceful


Irish


His superior officer
A poet from the Republic

Josey Boy loses the Broadcasting Run
Less of more in your bravado Josey


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Jazz Composition
Common Verses Free
French Free Form Overature Jazz
5th 3rd overature
Circles.      2 twice trumpet
Haunting 3rd brass instruction
From further below
     Than rise

Chirps measure

Blackbird is the altered blues draw


Birds chirp in a paired 3 verses 3 top measure of 2 in line
Over 3 verses 3 verses 3
Bottom measure of 3 in line circling waters break in flight

3d's in a separated pair
Second pair drifts in to flight
Bottom row
3 b's lilting right lift
3 p's
Inverted taking notes
Hanging for eyes dear last measure
Forty five angled plight swoons seating oft

Canary yellow wings of warmth oil a canvas

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Indebtedness to Increase Literacy
California Gov. Gavin Newsom responded to a report that Sacramento-based federal prosecutor Michelle Beckwith was fired after she warned against U.S. Border Patrol raids in California

The sounds of negation entertain aggression against quieted minds bury.

In thought, house no resentment which testifies in stilled confession.

Our duality interprets laws blindly oblivious to news of ledges another has climbed?

climbed?
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The immediacy of poverty speaking is profit created in arduous defeat of obstacles.

Beside article in congress
Record individual vote publicly

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