"Poetic Carousel 4 by Mario William Vitale" Poetry.net. STANDS4 LLC, 2018. Web. 23 May 2018. <http://www.poetry.net/poem/47043>.
(16)
The Wanderer
alone
he ventures in the night
filled up to the extreme
one step at a time
to glare out in the surface of the day
vanquished to pray
flirting with fire sincere desire
to look into each portal
alone again
feel the breeze beneath her feet
sadness alerts her frame
seeks for solace from a touch
disappears again....
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(17) Banner Of Love
mark the man willing to explore,
overhead theirs a banner of love
features with creatures of evident sway
there is no better way
in peril you lurk behind a squeeky wheel
some may say it's no big deal
love is the mere essence of your existence
shadows block the vortex
overhead is the banner of love
swept underneath the rug
keep your eyes looking above
share with others the evident glare
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(18) Cement Like Glue
in the distance
resistace
out of every circumstance
learn to take part in the dance
travel deep
stand still & repeat
radiate onto a good pulse
get this message in your head
take too long to raise the dead
filtered through a song
help you get along
wave your magic wand
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(19) Faces In The Window
look long with song
helps you get along
through deep words of love
better from above
swept under the rug
faces in the window
storms in the night
to set a wing to flight
interest within
begin again my friend
with weary eyes come as no surprise
collective energy released
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(20) The Carousel
round & round
you go
everybody knows
the music will play
wooden horses to explore
let the breeze take hold
stuffed inside a mold
round & round
where it stops
nobody knows
like a battle for your mind
sublime
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