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Celestial stardom


1000 white lights like Christmas trees Grow dim as the night wanes Across the moonlit sky The luminous atmosphere Bags of me to ask it why East twinkle is like an answer Of its own surmise Black gives way to blue hues And the Moon to the sun now too Jumping ever higher Above the mountainous backdrop The Moon is all but gone And I hold it in my bosom Like a lover whose heart expired Street lights click off One by one And the sun runs Across the midwestern landscape Pressing on despite the lingering cold Like a skier with his two metal poles Glittering politely off reflecting snow I miss the night With all its celestial stardom And it's regal constellations Ethereal in manifestations I bid them farewell As they completely Wade Into the blueness Sparrows chirp " hello " As pigeons ruffle their feathers They look a bit disheveled As if they've been through some particularly nasty weather Maybe they have And I just wasn't clever real Enough to witness their masterful endeavors Sparkling dew drops Fall off Countless red rose's flower petals Waiting to be absorbed by mother Earth In all her splendorous childbearing It's unfathomable her spiritual worth She's not just temporal as you'd expect Even though she never takes a breath She gives life to all.......... Even we A little lower than the angels
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James Oberfeldt

Recently released prisoner for bank robberies. Self proclaimed Buddhist Christian. Singer,guitarist songwriter. Lives in rural new england. Father of one beautiful 21 year old daughter. Very close to brother sister and mother. 37 years old. Employed by demolition company which means I get to destroy stuff and get payed for it. Residing at a halfway house in Manchester, NH.

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