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TM DiSarro·January 8, 2020

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WINDMILLS

written by: TM DiSarro

@tmdisarro

Windmills at the Isle of Wight

Grinding out a wall of sound

Crashing chords into the night

Hardly ever touch the ground

Frantic Mystic Maniac

Rushing through the sky he sings

The gods applaud as he attacks

Rock rains down the hell he brings

Bass lines rumble out like thunder

Rolling up to heaven’s door

Can’t define the spell he’s under

Drum beats pound the killing floor

Machine gun fills between the space

Slaying notes like dragon scales

Full moon madness in your face

Flaming on in fine details

Microphone flashes like lightning

Spinning on the wings of Eos

Voices piercing words immortal

Screaming out in perfect chaos

Flying like a fool on fire

Guitar cries like banshees wail

Breath of sounds to fuel desire

Creating wind inside his sails

Exploding as the sky is falling

Thrust a question for your name

Rush of ocean voices calling

Drowns the memory of rain

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TM DiSarro is an American poet and writer living in Sarasota, Florida. He is the author of three books: THE BUSHMAN, a psychological mystery, and EVERY WICKED BIRD, a poetry collection of 200 poems, and POKING HOLES IN THE DARKNESS: a collection of 262 poems. All are available on Amazon. His unique writing style blends metaphor, wordplay, rhyme schemes, and spoken word with raw emotion and powerful imagery, reflecting his deep love for the written word and his commitment to the craft of writing. His passion for people and poetry shines through in every piece he creates. He posts regularly on Instagram, X, Facebook, Spillwords, and Miraquill, and his online presence has allowed him to connect with readers and fans worldwide. When not writing, TM builds costumes for various events and designs custom canvas for boats.

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