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Two Strange Poems by Teresita Blanco

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Jack O Lantern
by Teresita Blanco

Jack O Lantern,

Please maintain

Thy face stern.

Hide my heartache,

Let the flame,

Keep her face.

Carve my face,

I shall smile

As you age.

Carve my face,

With your age,

Your rage.

Jack O Lantern ,

They are haunting,

They are laughing.

Let me carve,

My true face.

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The Last Fury
by Teresita Blanco

The sands grow slow

As the last grain falls,

My broken wings

Are but barren bones.

These tears, these fears

The heart, forsaken,

Beats burning fire.

The things, forsaken,

Now awakens my ire.

I can never forgive

The seventh seal,

Making me yield,

Making me squeal.

The sinful laughter

Grows much harder,

The furies never

Retired, flying higher.

The cross now lifted,

Has made me gifted.

Copyright Teresita Blanco

No way in hell do you have permission to use my poems without my express written consent.Hell knows no fury as a lawsuit from me!!!

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