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Poems and Proses By Mingo |
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...in this golden balance
arrives a pleasant fragrance... |
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...clarity is arriving
and I shall now
bask in its light... |
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...a bird's song,
can't be wrong
please think along... |
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..what questions are presented
those answers are resented... |
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The passion for tears abounds
and I shall need these now to survive |
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When the passion is so deep that tears flow
Love has arrived |
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I can only go to my tears now
For they shall clear me and relieve me |
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Rest in silence
For it seldom arrives |
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Your smile has arrived
So your tears have done their work |
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A passionate look at a flower
Takes but a moment |
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I've drawn a tear and
My pencil never touched the paper |
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The cricket has entered the night
Do not fright...it just might
Make it light |
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When does the bird's song...believe so strong
That it allows all pains to be gone |
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Acknowledge the past...but do not let it last
For today has the brightness...the lightness
That needs to be remembered |
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Invest in your thoughts
For they have been taken long enough
Invest in your heart
For it has been broken long enough |
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What evokes the heart to hate another
Can also bring love to your brother |
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Be anxious and you will feel pain
Be lightness and you will feel gain |
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A just moment demands no return statement |
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Today has more confusions...more delusions
As peace has slipped and been ripped
Fear not of this plot
And laugh a lot |
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Sadness has gripped my heart
But laughter has split my lip |
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Our weary earth, wobbles under its' pain
Have we gone insane...in vain |
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Make no mistake, I won't forsake
They love of peace |
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Justice rewards the patience
Of those that live in truth
And passes those of lies |
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A spoken soul, rest its' thoughts
Upon the open mind |
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I have chosen no tears today, I say
Let us play...not betray
Those that have given theirs yesterday |
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A golden path of sunlight has warmed
My body and brightened my path |
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A mountain pass offers an entry
Through giants that touch the stars |
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Reduce the hazards of going crazy
----by becoming happy--- |
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...destruction cast no vote for creation
----as landmines steals thy legs---- |
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...death awaits the innocent,
as power has chosen to destroy what remains alive... |
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....a petal prepares its fall, with no thought nor arrangement------
its agreeable to its future and vibrant in its presence... |
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Staying aware of peoples problems reflects unawareness in yours. |
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Repeating memories of past problem
acknowleges an infrequence to accept present changes |
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SONG:::: I once knew my lover and I once knew my friend
I once danced before these, but now I'm just me
For I once knew my lover and I once new My friend,
but know all is forsaken in the presense that I am
Don't let me love you
Don't let me care for tears seem to follow all that I see and
I once knew my lover and I once knew my friend |
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What happens will allow what was to be forgotten |
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Chosen moments of child's play bring luscious laughter to once silent winds.... |
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A carrot dreams of its orange root entering the earth,
As a dolphin seeks travel by air------ |
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Has your knowledge learned, put smiles on stolen children-----
--------------------or stopped the endless rain forest destruction----------- |
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Past feelings, are just that–past feelings ------------gone with the wind
-----------------------and alive to feel again------------- |
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Live in total comfort of past faults,
---------------as new expressions of love, gather in a balancing new change----- |
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...fresh fruit for breakfast
-----a lovely smile for lunch
—and peace for supper— |
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...I give my love to harmony to release hatred, to stop all wars
-----for enough have died enough have lied and for sure, enough have cried.... |
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...a jolt of laughter, a bolt of pleasure, a pinch of humility and a ton of pride... |
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..has your weary heart given its final laugh, as trigger happy soldiers
march through battered fields of trampled clover... |
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...your stupidity on lacking peaceful resolutions astonishes me, grasping on
quoted woes from passing patrons... |
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...has peace become a word spoken only during war... |
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...five thousand wars in three thousand years and the only thing I support
is the flower stem from the weight of its blossom... |
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...gifted Longfellow, found his words on a passing leaf,
amidst a forest of dancing yellow jackets and painted water lilies.... |
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..silent love settles on wandering eyes,
as your given passion receives no acceptance to a chosen lover... |
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Amidst forests of green and birds not seen
A particle of water finds its way to the forest floor
And on its way has opened no doors |
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Screeach owl do screeeeech,
in search of its mate,
please lets have a date |
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Review your happiness,
except your laughter and dance with freedom |
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Withered emotions trickle down illuminated pathways,
as charging solders find no one to kill |
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Pounding tides line the raged shore line,
as nesting egrets loom likely on scampering crabs. |
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