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Each day I ponder
Which way should I wander
How much longer
Must I be somber
With my dreams so far yonder
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When times are a blunder
I use herb to feel calmer
With it my attitudes fonder
And then inserts wonder
At last the stress is under.
Which way should I wander
How much longer
Must I be somber
With my dreams so far yonder
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When times are a blunder
I use herb to feel calmer
With it my attitudes fonder
And then inserts wonder
At last the stress is under.
Literature
Titles of my poems, prose, and philosophies
Titles of my poems, prose, and philosophies
1. GREEN: Club Envy
2. GREEN: The Emerald Lady
3. Love and Loyalty
4. Knowledge
5. More To A Woman
6. Evil Levi
7. Lust and Greed
8. Greed and Lust
9. The Locklears
10. Our Father
11. Corrupt Avenue (was originally named Scum City)
12. Chocolate Swirl
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
Literature
Swallow
The morning breaks in between the foggy mountains.
It slowly creeps through town stripping away its color,
turning all the normally colorful houses into shades of gray,
wetting the cobblestones and quarries,
the buildings and fountains,
the grass and the flowers with pearls of cold dew.
I see people down in the street making their way to unknown places,
carrying backpacks, briefcases and purses,
making me feel lost because, unlike them,
I can't seem to figure out where I should go,
so I only stare at them with a jealous heart
that beats so strongly against my chest
it must surely be trying to break away,
trying to escape from the prison I've
Literature
Untitled
God likes Red Hair
The fish are still
In the shallows of your soul
But you get what you pay for
I think I’ll open a vein and call for a nurse
She’ll bring a needle the size of your heart
You would wonder what
I’m talking about if
You had a stick so long
It’s a contest to see who really ruined everything
And I’m gonna make a play. Who knows?
It hasn’t crossed my mind
In two pages of quelling rages
No more will I see you
I seem to do everything in five stanzas
It’s a pattern in a Universe where random is a pattern
And nothing gets done if it doesn’t break the mold
You did so long
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