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Blogophilia Week 29.6 – “Misty Memories”
Bonus Points:
(Hard, 2 pts): include a quote by Carl Sandburg
(Easy, 1 pt): include a red sunrise

THE RED SUN RISE

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Misty Memories
Of the red sun rise
I virgule remember but know there is one
Are at lease there had been one
Some where in time
If not my time
To look at the sun
Is too hard
To see
It does so burn the eyes
Yet when the sun goes down
In a late summers eve I do so remember very well
The sun sets behind the clouds
As it goes down see
Now that
I do remember well
Love watchin
The sun set late eve when it kool
It drifts out of sight
Goes round
My guess to the other side
For other to lay eyes on
Then it becomes night in one part of the world
Some goin to work
Others getting off are
Something like that
Then aain some may just sleep though the day
And miss it all

Now Marvin Martian
On the other hand may indeed know of the red sun rise
He is an alien
UFO
Ones may
Call him he had travel far and near
In space that is
Different
Yeah
Very different
From us in every way
Extraterrestrial foreign ones may ever think to be hostile
But to me he seems more immigrant
Just a foreigner
From another planet
Tryin to fine him way like us
In many ways
Outlanders outsiders
Refugee
We all are to other that are not like us beings

Misty memories
I have a lot
But thats just it
Memories of ole some wanna for get
Others try harder to piece bace together so kin remember its harder then me thought
You know all the good and better thang
Ones tend to forget more of
Yeah too
The dreams
If so scary you can not awaken from
The better one
One awaken to never
Ever remember just what it waz
Are even how it ended
Man I hate that
Yet try goin back to sleep always never ever work
Just the poteic though
That one kin
Only keep
Bits and pieces of
Yet it waz there even if for a while

Misty Blue – Dorothy Moore

Topic: Sharonlee
Picture: Tyler
Picture Word/Phrase: X Files – Space Invader – ET – Mars Attack – Marvin Martian – Super Heroes – Mindy and Mark – Outta Space

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Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess about what is seen during the moment.
Carl Sandburg

Written By: Bettie Davis ———————————– © September o9 , 2o13