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‘i’ of the storm -by Tom States

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the ‘i’ of the storm open;
a new path it sets its gaze;
hate that waits lies in wake;
empty souls, its winds take.

the ‘i’ of the storm no tears;
thirst of rage, it’s new strength;
might and hubris, it’s hell bent;
in empty lives, it’s power spent.

the ‘i’ of the storm blind;
a ruthlessness need not sea;
the lines of shores, its fall;
on land no one or nothing too tall.

the ‘i’ of the storm ‘me’;
gates of its hell swing open;
a gaze ablaze, its rage waves;
fires swirl with fury free.

the ‘i’ of the storm is ‘me’!

 

SENSE, NON-SENSE AND SENSIBILITIES by Tom States

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Abracadabra! by now you know,
that was the wrong trick for this magic show.

Jantar Mantar Jadu Mantar ! by now you see,
the best years of your lives, a second ‘Act’ for ‘me’.

Bippity, Boppity, Boo! by now you feel,
that suspending reality was not part of the deal.

Klaatu barada nikto! by now you smell,
a hint of smoke from a waiting hell.

Ajji Majji la Tarajji! by now you taste,
the bitterness of love when it goes to waste.

Sim Sala Bim! by now you hear,
for whom the bell tolls, for thee whose fates time holds ‘me’ near.

 

‘Wishing Well’ by Tom L. States

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Be careful what you wish for at this wishing well.
Few wishes granted here silence tolling bells.

Be careful what you wish for at this wishing well.
So many of the dreams that in this water fell,
are souls sold because they were for sell.

Be careful what you wish for at this wishing well.
Thirsts for these waters are born in the fires of hell.

Be careful what you wish for at this wishing well.
Down here are cast secrets no one dare tell.

Be careful what you wish for at this wishing well.
This water on fire were sips of hope now hell.

Whisper your wishes and they will yell:
be careful what you wish for at this wishing well.

 

Flaming by Tom L. States

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Moths do not consider if they are fire proof or not.
They blame the flame for sizzling and being hot.
Fly little moths fly.
Show ‘me’ what you got!
If it is not nine lives, it ain’t shit and not a lot.