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K. Jared Hosein

(Enlightened) Rainbow Rider

The torrents keep pouring into our life
But I know that for a rainbow to blare,
The rains must come wash away that stench
That lies dormant in the air.

I will help you weather this storm
Until the sun sticks its head out and tells me what to do.
It'll tell me to grab that rainbow
And ride it all the way through meridian,
Back to the other side of you.

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(Love) Caterpillar

My love goes to you alone,
Because I know what you can become.
I will be true to you, every minute waking.
You may just be a caterpillar to them
But to me you're a butterfly in the making.
And when you spread those wings of yours,
They'll all look at you, flabbergasted and dumb,
And know why I stuck with you,
A caterpillar that no one knew
To a butterfly where no one knows came from.

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(Love) From a Snowy Balcony in My Mind

Whether it be a sun-sparkle shine
Or a blizzard bleak grey,
Upon my frozen roses
Springs this Christmas Day,
Whether or not snow babies
Ever come out to play,
Drifting, lifting over North Pole Bay.
Whether or not my lights are up
To bright the winter way,
This, for me,
Is still Christmas Day.

Whether or not Rudolph Reindeer is there
To help guide Santa's sleigh,
Or my jingle bell chimes
Cease and refuse to sway
Or my Christmas Tree angel
Decided to take fly away,
This, for me,
Is still Christmas Day.

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(Children) The Whale Rider

The little boy trudged, his hair in a ruffle
After being slammed into metal and steel.
He walked all the way home through a dusty dirt road
To a family that did not feel.

His parents were frozen mannequins,
Their plastic faces waxed in a stand-still tangle.
They would sit and watch the Travel Channel
Then sit and eat dinner in a triangle.

After ten years of this, he wanted no more,
He thought about the Travel Channel and what it showed,
He thought of mountains evergreen
And dusks and sunrises over the Babylon Road.

So one day he went down to the bay
And he knelt at the shore,
Sent a tiny prayer to the horizon
And he wiped his eyes,
Not believing what he saw.

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(Death) Loss

My paper, my pencils, my keychains, my glue,
They're nowhere to be found,
Nowhere, it's true,
But it does not matter much
That, now, I don't have any work to do.

The sigh for the loss of rainy days overcast
Along the lake
After the shingly overpass
Does not matter much
That, now, the time does not go so fast.

The weeping for the loss of diamond rings,
Fitted and shiny,
Bright as angel wings,
Does not matter much
That, now, I need not the shape of things.

And the loss of my home, beneath the sky,
That sits near a river

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(Sleep) This Isn't a Lullaby

Always remember things
Can be sung
In different runes.
Like this isn't a cotton field,
It's pollen from the moons.

And that wasn't a rainbow,
Swivelling
Above our trails,
That was God's licorice stick,
Stretching past the dales.

This isn't the night dusking,
Husking
The sunny fade.
Just the lights dimming
For the starry-light parade.

That isn't a wolf's howling,
Prowling

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(Love) September Girl

All I want to breathe is your hair,
The mocha delight of the skin that you wear.
I want you to be the light on the dark side of me,
The sun rays upon my snow
And the blue jays that soar free.

The light that flickers in my iris is for you,
The smile curved on lips,
The blush on my cheek, that gentle hue
Is for no one but you.
I want the sonata of your voice
To lull me to sleep each night,
To the moonlit river to tomorrow, awakening to your celestial sight.

The September wind being as gentle as the kisses we share,
September skies that I will paint for you each year.
You are my lily pads in the reflection of the lake,
September waters from my moonlit river,
Dawning of a September wake.

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