Quilted Time


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Over here look..Blue..red and then some gold..emotions thoughts Captain Hooke..safe there in the fold..of the fine linen..knit by Grandma’s hand..to cover all her children..with dreams they understand..change in life’s toy store..the wagon is a car..best to drive..storm, sun survive sleet and ice what’s more..power smooth gets you there..so pretty you could cry..with family safe and warm..under Grandma’s eye.
LOVE HAS NO BORDERS..Leningrad 1925

Apples green or red..tart or sweet it goes..fools will be fooled still..smell onion by the nose..do you bite the apple..taste just has to show..Onion or an apple pie..one really has to know..speak of blundered history..hero legends long..story, witness poem for true..rendered in a song..set stone in smiling faces..children, women saved..by hero’s past..time so vast..Hero Leiutenant Dave..

Long time plans smashed by the violent..evil on the rise..the same now..as in the past..under Grandma’s eyes..the sky filled with examples..of beauty sight and sound..some do evil some do good..folks will come around..some…

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About cryinforthedyin

I write philosophy and poetry. I postulate solutions for problems..I find similiar things in history to compare to present day, hoping to find a solution to the seemingly difficult task of giving and receiving love. I play music. Blues harp, piano, guitar, electric and acoustic. I sing..I love to sing..Peace Tony
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