Melodies meld, moments mellowed.
Minnie lulls with many an ode.
Chaka puts me in a loving mode.
Many a sun’s risen on Abbey Road.
Zeppelin gets me high.
Hendrix makes me sigh.
Often pondered is The Great Gig in the Sky.
And for Adele I sometime cry.
Infinite sounds fill our head.
Let’s not forget The Grateful Dead.
Life’s music with or without words said.
Yet none more harmonious than whispers in bed.
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I’ve got birds in my gutters,
bats in my shed,
mice in the basement
and cobwebs in my head.
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I got up really early,
but I’ve nothing good to do.
I’d like to take a walk,
but I only found one shoe.
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I’d love a cup of coffee.
But the water I can’t drink.
I turned on the faucet
and sludge filled my sink.
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But the sun is soon to rise,
I’ll see a brighter day.
Though rain’s in the forecast,
there’s darker shades of gray.
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Smith’s Askew View
Pyramids on point
Exposing many, shades few
Capitalist view
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Lacking
People who know all
Are people who are lacking
Imagination
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Contrasts
Chilly, soggy, gray
Golden leaf beneath our feet
Foggy autumn day
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