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At the River I tinker with understanding As sunshine kisses my face Rain thrashes Bringing new life Humming birds dip Funnel like smiles A vivid picture Where conviction does not burn In the belly of the watery snake A hoop of fish assembles Like glass they scatter Just a sense of awareness Says I can be happy with that. -- James W. Collins
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THE SHIVER |
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Break through the walls of color Pride your shade Pink and Black Yellow and Brown Together we are strong. Sit at the table of Plenty Enjoy the various fruits Of today’s Precious Bowl It is the day When color comes tumbling down. -- James W. Collins
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Early I rise To observe Monarchs before my eyes There is no time for coffee The beauty is all I need Above the Piney trees They ride the gentle breeze Their color coated wings Would make anyone’s heart sing Like little people They emerge out of their temples As Spring delivers – After a white shiver.
-- James W. Collins
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WRITE IT |
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TRIUMPHANT |
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I think I
could write If deer
would enter my circle I think I
could write If the
prefix “psycho” would rest I think I
could write If I could
hear a kitten purr I think I
could write If
exploitations would die I think I
could write If given a
chance … With that thought, I can. -- James W. Collins |
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Each one teach one Do it together Prayer is Freedom, Power Each one teach one The world is not black or white The battles are yours and mine Each one teach one I pull, you push Each with similar goals The mountain of humanity
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