By Arcassin Burnham
I unwrap the package to see whats in store
For me in this little future,
Your Retro, your mellow, your chill,
You deal with whatever should suit ya,
Forget politics and the real facts of life
There's no other way you could live,
When there's peace then there's love,
And the sweet taste on moonshine and
No more of the lethal kills,
I just think
you should stay a while
don't leave me blink
nothing precious than the laughter of a child
flame.
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Author:
Arcassin Burnham (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 8th, 2016 10:49
- Comment from author about the poem: ©ABPoetry2016 http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/11/flame-5.html
- Category: Surrealist
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Comments3
A child's laugh is so special. Nice write.
Nothing better than the laughter of a child to distract from this world. I like this!
Great write
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