J. Alan Hendricks Poems

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The Rain
The Rain is half-baked linoleum aftershocks
Splashing down in neothermal waves of answers
Today we will swallow, tomorrow we'll wallow
And the puddle gets bigger with each thought
The masquerading thornbush drinks and swallows
Gathering up and inhaling a few scents of pain
And grows a little bigger, a little . . .
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Naked Trees
In the wake of weakness and sorrow
Angry people laugh and stare as I cry
A shallow whisper of a wind blows a million tears
And the grey skies collapse around my blue eyes
We are the people, A million sleepers in the day
Awake, we want to know the whispered truth
or the maniacal thoughts of wilderness' happy . . .
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