witch

a witch and a bird,

riding on the back of a ghoul,

hoping to get to Halloween early.

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fish

a fish jumps out of the water,

scaring everyone in the painting,

and getting everyone wet.

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ghosts

ghosts and snakes,

elephants,

and other creepy things,

while lightning fries the air.

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bird ensnared

bird ensnared in a trap,

awaits release,

in the meanwhile,

making friends with his fellow captives.

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spies

government men question a dog,

while an elephant acts as the dog's attorney,

hoping the election saved.

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912

nine hundred twelve,

a magical number,

important,

but why?

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hidden

she hides from him in plain sight,

eyes closed,

she is afraid to breathe,

hopeful he will soon be gone.

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defeated

defeated,

the hero bows his head,

and ponders his future,

and his mistakes.

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day dreams

she asks what he is thinking,
how can he tell her,
he is thinking of an old flame,
and elephants.

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superheroes and prophets

superheros and prophets in prayer,

each wanting the same thing,

peace and salvation for the world.

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unsure

a girl head shaved,

in a hat,

a man,

cut shaving,

dogs and deer,

and other images,

all on the canvas,

inclusive.

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Guardian angels

guardian angels,

zooming by in flight,

saving and protecting,

the action endless,

and so reassuring.

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darkness arrives

darkness finally arrives in the USA,

traditions lost,

ignorance,

preferred by the people,

egotists,

one and all.

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the media's ugly beast

doing its master's bidding,

the ugly beast,

spreading lies,

whispered in its ear,

eating people,

considered enemies of the state,

the media's ugly beast.

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a bird

a bird struggles to fly,

though God made it unable to fly,

it still continues to try,

like many of us,

unaware,

or in denial,

about God's plans.

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leftovers

created from left over paints,

the artist,

a skinflint,

painting until every drop is gone.

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brennan

the face of Brennan,

a spy,

lost in fantasy,

where he seems most comfortable.

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the queen wave

the queen's wave,

practiced and practiced,

until common people,

can wave in perfection.

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a mask

a mask left within the painting,

used to hide the pain,

discarded when the secret out,

it no longer required.

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a child loved

a child loved by childhood monsters,

dogs full of love,

look upon the babe,

while goblins and old men,

keep watch in the sacred circle.

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trees and sun

trees and sun,

in this age of global warming,

unseen before the present time,

or maybe a repeat of changes,

experienced hundreds of thousands of year ago.

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elephant

people surround an elephant,

wondering why,

it all for fun,

or out of boredom,

the creation made.

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cool kid in glasses

cool kid in glasses,

wonders about the show,

horses and rabbits,

glare in pain,

while the old man in the corner,

quietly dies.

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paths

paths full,

time rushing by,

decisions demanded,

take time for prayer,

then take flight.

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a face found

a face found,

eye glasses of white,

a bird nose,

the face the colors of fruit loops.

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dancing women

women dance,

while the old man looks away,

dreaming of different things,

different days,

as the women continue to dance.

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running man

with a five o'clock shadow,

the running man trapped in the painting,

attempting to break free,

able to run the hills,

like in the days of yon.

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Respect

standing straight,

with a gaze,

demanding respect,

I nod a hello.

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a face

the nose seen,

red,

probably from the drinking,

with sunglasses,

a crazy face,

suddenly seen.

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an eye

an eye,

intimidating,

yet on closer inspection,

maybe the eye of a baby owl,

helpless and pure.

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