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The Raceless Man

by Dave Dunn

The Raceless

My body is just a shell that I wear,
quite how it looks I have scarcely a care,
for I have no sight to cause me any pain,
or to make me view you with any disdain.

I'm told I have a colour but what does that mean,
perhaps it's like the flavours that I taste in ice cream,
I like the taste of all of those I've ever yet tried,
vanilla, coffee or chocolate, they slide smoothly...

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Sunday 30th September 2012 8:37 am

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No Perfect System

by Dave Dunn

 

Who will tell my story when I am long gone,
of how I was a family man, husband, father and son,
and after many years of writing poems and more,
have I left enough or will the future choose to ignore,
my thoughts on the dangers and follies of mankind,
who use their anger rather more than their mind?
 
I'm not a noted man as I sit here and write,
though many ...

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Saturday 29th September 2012 11:13 pm

Humanity

Mornin' On The Desert

by Ushiku Crisafulli

Mornin' on the desert, and the wind is blowin' free,

the elements have freedom,

but what about me?

 

Trailing from bar to bar

like new age saloons,

why's it so hard

just to find me a home?

 

I keep on wandering,

wondering where's my milk and honey?

People sippin' on moonshine

or as some call it money.

 

Mornin' on the desert, and th...

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Sunday 15th April 2012 5:18 pm

Cowboy   Crisafulli   God   Humanity   Alcohol   Moonshine   Life   Truth   Happiness   Money   Lies   Reality   Philosophy

Arise Sir Pain

by Dave Dunn

 

Arise Sir Pain, for it must be time you smote me again,
maybe I've had too many days out of the sun and the rain,
some change in the 'fluences that drive my pen to shriek,
will bend the moods I can portray & themes that I then seek.
 
Yes today a challenge is welcomed despite the ruptured peace,
tensioned tranquilities having their fevered needs to be released,
...

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Sunday 25th March 2012 3:01 am

Pain   Humanity   death

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