Tumbling Waters, Bravehearts’ Coil Time with Waves So Kind

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  Tumbling Waters, Bravehearts’ Coil Time with Waves So Kind

It seems I’ve misplaced my protection today.
Tomorrow, yester-years, later embryos’ quieted by invisibility, zero-egg tolerance, miserably.
Wait….They’re under the table.
Inside a carton, sealed by my stupidity.

So up and down I go!
To the sky, and bound below!
And red roses relinquish rainbows, but I’m drowning?
Let one score survive, with assurance assured assuredly.
Unless my babe vanished, and white tears fall endlessly.

Tumbling waters, bravehearts’ coil time with waves so kind.
Little bitty brother, spill until it shines!
Before time is called….Again…..Once more.
Don’t forget me….I’ll wait near the shadowy pines.

Robert Alexander Deason          Peace

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Don’t Call my Name

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           Don’t Call my Name

Don’t call my name.
O lord, O divine human, illusion, or breeze.
Don’t call my name.
Let me first feel the fire, the words, and the freeze.

Don’t call my name.
For I feel the songs I need to sing.
In the heavens above, an angel rings….
The final bell, but I refuse to sing.

Don’t call my name.
While I rest beside the sea
While I rest on mountain-tops, in the valley, or underneath the grave,
Don’t call my name.
Because my words are silent, but waiting

Don’t call my name while I’m alone.
Don’t call my name while I release.
Don’t call my name while I breed.
Do not call my name while I raise our Adam and Eve’s. 
Do not call my name when I turn my eyes,
Or while I cry, lie, or seem forever shy.
Don’t call my name in between tragedies.
Because it is my job, to live

O lord, O divine human, illusion, or breeze,
Don’t call my name. 

Robert Alexander Deason          Peace

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I’m Only Human

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          I’m Only Human 

I’m only human
Not a saint
I am the everlasting friend,
But not divine, magical, or prestigious in anyway.
While I seem to be a prodigy
My nature and my purpose are rooted within the middle class.
And my soul is natural.

I’m only human
And I’m looking for the one
Who will stand by me through the storm.
Whether it be brewed in the hottest fires, or in the swiftest waters.

I’m only human
Though I’m compared to angels
I never discriminate against different races, cultures, or the times.
And I charismatically resemble the son.
I’m only a being, that which is human.

I’m only human
Not a saint
And I’m looking for the one.
While I charismatically resemble the son,
My soul is natural, and I am natural.

I’m only human!

Robert Alexander Deason          Peace

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