Poems from Rainbow Gypsy
How shall I help to right the world that is going wrong,
No prey am I of poor thoughts.
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To the passionate lover~
Doubtless I remember...
A life of push and shove,
A brick wall on every trail.
You taste the salts of anger,
In your mouth they become stale.
Hopelessness...
Rude people,
demanding...
Charred cinders of memory, savant static in the brain,
Sparks a blazon drama still struggling to regain.
Shocked with sudden flashes of...
For not was the lines of the fool born hopeless,
When me with my written verse-washed soul.
Was yet turned before fate to prove or question...