SAM TUMBLIN
Poetry in Every Breath
Category: poetry
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HAND GOT TO FEED BY SAM TUMBLIN Mind keep reciting Got to keep writing Like hungry in need My hand I have to feed Definitely on overload Brain and heart to decode After the stories told Famished and unsold That’s when I reload Until decrepit and old Millions hopefully sold All my tales told Mind…
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GLITCH IN LIFE BY SAM TUMBLIN Is it a glitch in lifeFor a moment free from strifeHave not a careNo one else torch to bareFloat amongst the cloudsBecause all problems are plowedFar in another remote placeVacuum of life’s rat raceIs it a glitch in lifeFor a moment mentally sufficeTo be happy with your thoughtsReal inner…
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Sometimes it’s hard to confess When you’ve been smitten by the best
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IN REVERSE BY SAM TUMBLIN Can we go back in reverse Life was so great unrehearsed That was the real fun times Now all is sour like limes Once sat and laugh all day long Nothing never ever seemed wrong Troubled having something to say To make peace we always found a way Those definitely…
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EYE OF THE STORM BY SAM TUMBLIN In the eye of the storm do we remain undaunted unalarmed Or do we wither like a weed sprayed with pesticides not charmed When moments of truth do you spring and arise Maybe you the slick type know all the long than played surprised Whatever our thoughts and…
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COMPOSE LIFE’S RHYMES BY SAM TUMBLIN I’ve sat here to many times Trying to compose life rhymes Why did it happen and not To phantom makes your head rot Got to let your mind escape To another vision literary shape Very much more happier place So many smiles on one race Bombs and guns not…
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DRUM SPEAK BY SAM TUMBLIN Listen as my drum speak Clashes at the highest peak Bam…Bam…Bam…Bam Smothers slow to a flow Tat…Tat…Tat you know Bam…Bam…Bam…Bam Furious like a death knell Deafening like a school bell Bam…Bam…Bam…Bam Tat…Tat…Tat Bam…Bam…Bam…Bam Tat…Tat…Tat Still listening to my drums speak Let your mind go so it can wreak Havoc on…
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ECLIPSE BY SAM TUMBLIN Like an eclipse I came and gone Maybe in my mind all alone Passing thoughts often blown Hope mark left will be known Just to end my lines as a fable To not end like a disbanded label To be the greatest we aspire But not all can fufill that desire…
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BEFORE WE BREATHE BY SAM TUMBLIN Before we breathe We scream and shout We scream and shout Never ever trying to find out What in the first place Led us to this distaste To eventually being very uncouth Unfortunately ending with a boot Definitely squared in our mouth We’re not talking cause we pout Why…
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WIND AND IT’S THRONE BY SAM TUMBLIN It’s cold and the wind is strong Dust flying claiming its throne The air shivers me deep in my bone Each body part beg to be alone I grip my winter coat a little tighter Needing the warmth and brighter The sun is out but its still cold…
SAM TUMBLIN 