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Freud's poles and holes

Submitted by lovedly on Sun, 2016-04-10 16:57

WHEN Night comes
all know dreams will come
so will Freud
with his poles and valleys and wells
with all let him come
let guys fall
fill the valleys after all

what alone can rain do
it comes as a season
once in six months

Freud comes daily
and
all young ones do play
with their woods
all smile as the dawn breaks
and wet beds all make
and ere they shake
spouses tea or maybe coffee make

it’s the morning ritual
as sun rakes
and the warmth of the night
we all say was blessings of FREUD
may god him
on behalf of us all
Bless

Freud hope you are in peace
finally at
MEDITATIONAL rest!!!!!

ALL NEED TO PRAY
AND
THANK FREUD FOR HIS WISDOM
AMEN!

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing stage: 
Editing - rough draft

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Esker

Mon, 2016-04-11 09:25

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old school but in a good way
Freud and Jung were pretty uber epic
during their year

a great write here
word use..witty
the clever use of phrase
rhyme
the writing lately is more
cohesive
more directed to a focus
more of a natural
relaxed sense to it

thank U

lovedly

Mon, 2016-04-11 09:39

lovedly's picture

for your guidance and assistance
only then one improves
after persistence

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lovedly

Mon, 2016-04-11 13:05

lovedly's picture

EMANATION

When age catches up
and
besides sits a lovely damsel
younger than ones
granddaughter
eyes smell the beauty
and
roses bloom from with in
but silences old men
ere
and
are scared
lest they are branded paedophile

but gals can't tell
what flashes
in their minds
till they plant
a small kiss
to test their
their reaction

all men are forever
small thirsty guys
they still continue to rise
like ere!

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lovedly

Tue, 2016-04-12 21:50

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Haahahahaaa she did not know
No, no, no,
We all saw you in the x-rays and what’s that called today
can't get the word, what a shame...
shall return on my way
Aaaaahh ultrasound, see

I told you we could see
you kicking freely and mommy was laughing
''''my kid’s alalaallala kicking...''
She was so happy and tears rolled down her cheeks
every time you kicked out of joy really...
Poppy saw her and kept smiling...
See we saw uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

but you couldn't feel it
as and when we did it!...
or did you well you didn't say....
but..
you continued to kick anyway....

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