Tag: poems
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May 09, 2007 06:58 AM EDT --
Untitled
They say that tomorrow is as yet unwritten
yet each day for me is a repetition of yesterday
and predicting my own future is as simple
As recollecting my sordid . . . more
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September 26, 2007 07:52 PM EDT --
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June 17, 2007 12:14 AM EDT --
They lived as married . . . more
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June 26, 2008 08:25 PM EDT --
It is a hot Sunday morning.
My restless eyes move around the chapel
And focus on the old man
Who sits across the aisle
In a homemade wheelchair.
I wonder what he thinks and feels
As he blinks . . . more
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July 05, 2008 03:59 AM EDT --
In the park
a chubby pink child
rests on a bench
in her mother's arms,
eating long strands of blond hair
in affectionate clumps,
and staring at embracing lovers
who smile back.
In . . . more
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July 13, 2008 03:12 PM EDT --
I used to keep my heart
In a woven wicker basket
On a cluttered closet shelf.
It was safe there.
You came along one day
bringing candied sunshine on a stick,
I put it away in a black box . . . more
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May 09, 2007 06:51 AM EDT --
De Ja Vu
I knew you well a long time ago.
In another place,
at another time;
a friendship of the soul
A bond forged
for reasons
Neither of us know,
Just a feeling
that we . . . more
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June 28, 2008 10:12 AM EDT --
Ordinarily it wouldn't have happened,
But the booze went to my head.
I lost my inhibitions
And I wound up in your bed.
You looked into my eyes
And lit my body's fire
Pressed your lips . . . more
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September 10, 2007 09:39 AM EDT --
POETRY CENTRAL Volume 3, Number 5 ~Poems on Poems~
A poem should be motionless . . . more
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October 17, 2007 10:21 PM EDT --
Buddy Rich had the beat. Levon Helms has it now. Beat the drums slowly or hang it high. The drum is power-Ringo knows. It makes a brave man weak and a weak man strong. The dance of the drums calls to the . . . more
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July 08, 2008 03:38 AM EDT --
When Steffie died,
She lived on
as tears on Mama's cheeks.
The bright colored dresses
with delicate lace
and the dolls with button eyes
were put away
But, still Mama cried.
Why is death? . . . more
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June 30, 2008 02:24 AM EDT --
I am a spent bomb,
Shell of a woman.
The fragmentation
Of somebody's dream
The remnants of a nightmare
She never knew she had.
I am without self
A mass of tissue
Mutated to human . . . more
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June 30, 2008 02:51 AM EDT --
Alone in the darkness,
I stand at my window
and gaze down on my deserted block,
barely lit by a single street lamp.
Suddenly, I see him,
The old man sitting lonely
On the September cold, . . . more
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June 30, 2008 04:28 AM EDT --
At the foot of a tree
Brown wisps of memory
Clutter the ground
and choke the grass
But the tree stands unconcerned.
Gnarled and wrinkled from ages of wind and sun,
It is old with the wisdom . . . more
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November 16, 2007 01:46 AM EST --
It had been a long time since I saw you,
Then somebody told me you died.
Despite all the years, I stopped where I stood,
And I fell to me knees, and I cried.
It's funny how life goes on. . . . more
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March 01, 2007 10:01 PM EST --
I've worn this bandage
for so long.
It seems I forget
it's there sometimes
until I am bumped
and I bleed.
You tore it off
too quickly
revealing wounds
you couldn't . . . more
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June 07, 2007 01:50 AM EDT --
I wake in the middle
of a new beginnings end
and stand lost in an open doorway
confronting a closed mind.
Each time we say good-bye
I die a brutal death,
Yet I am reborn in hope
As I wait . . . more
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June 07, 2007 09:21 PM EDT --
Sunday is the day of Sun,
Sun symbolize rays of happiness.
When the sun sail up in the sky,
Fluffy clouds will be dancing with joy.
I can't wait for this coming Sunday, . . . more
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May 16, 2008 01:57 PM EDT --
It is you who starts my morning.
I think of you at the close of each day.
You are part of everything I do.
Your permeate each word that I say.
You're the smile that lights my face
And the . . . more
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June 06, 2008 09:29 PM EDT --
I watch you walk away
And I get scared you won't come back,
So my systems start to get muddled
and my life gets knocked off track.
Deep down I know you love me,
But I always want you near. . . . more
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