Alan Mark Maynes
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Our new danceA Poem by Alan Mark MaynesOur rhythm sows throughout the land Like a beating drum We dance around the fire And await for our new vision to come The vibrant vivid night Fle.. |
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A divine slitherA Poem by Alan Mark MaynesWe capture our wisdom From all corners of the world We slither through the lands To a new planted field We escape from our minds That was a mes.. |
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Colored waxA Poem by Alan Mark MaynesI write my poem with colored wax It's lame, boring, and has no meaning Easily descrided and it's not worth singing Not worth thinking too No go.. |
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BlindA Poem by Alan Mark MaynesI heard a woman crying I heard the chapel bells In this place of worship Where everything seems well I asked her what was wrong But she didn't ha.. |
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The undergroundA Poem by Alan Mark MaynesI had it all, I knew how to do it, and I did it when I wanted to. I grinned and laughed at the world. What did they think of me? I did not care. Wh.. |
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The velvet candleA Poem by Alan Mark MaynesI set down from my dorm to a vast empty room The night was dead and I wanted a drink to consume I walked up to the bar and took a seat that was near.. |
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I am no moreA Poem by Alan Mark MaynesThe sudden flash of light entered the eye, startled and frightened. Swimming in this ocean of sweat, gazing into the the corner of darkness. Rememb.. |
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The showA Poem by Alan Mark MaynesHeaded out to the show, I saw my breathing Staring at the raindrops, that rippled on the evening On a Saturday night, the night was dead As we pass.. |
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The changing skiesA Poem by Alan Mark MaynesMorning bird with the morning bloom And circle of life waiting to consume Grass is green and so are leaves Rumbling machines that buzz like bees E.. |
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The PlateauA Poem by Alan Mark MaynesWe came to the days and the place of peace Where we found our spirit and forgot the nights that were deceased The days of regret The days of suicid.. |
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