Category: Poet
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STANDOFF excerpt 8.28.19
Crushed Cigarettes Left on the Floor I met her years back in a local tavern A bar, a pub, a gin spot, liquor room And she followed me home without speaking Without asking, without knowing who she was or From where she had come from or going to Her arm draped in mine holding A…
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2300 hours on April 4, 2019
I have no real title for this message. So I chose the time and date. Thinking====I do that sometimes. Sometimes I don’t. When I don’t I regret it. I am sure that has happened to all of you as well. I have a newsletter that I am posting my poetry to because I have come…
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CROSSING Crossing the deepest river without a boat Sailing the storm washed open sea in a cardboard box My brain is climbing hills that only I can see Each upward step is alive with pain granted and felt With no medication to stop the fire None exists unless alcohol laced And it is such that…
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WRITING A BOOK ABOUT A KILLER
I have written a book about a killer. He came to Florida in 2008 and killed two women in 2009. His career as a criminal started when he was 14 and he raped a woman in Warren, MI. I am looking for an agent. He was convicted and given two life sentences for a home…
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A Secret Life: Memories from another life.
A friend from a past life told me of a love But sadly he said he doesn’t recall her name That is really such a shame For way back when he was just age 23 I knew him as we worked for the same company He met her in a restaurant where she waitressed Back…
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NIGHTFALL, THE LOVERS’ DANCE TAKE TWO
NIGHTFALL, THE LOVERS’ DANCE 2 I recall the night when a hot summer rain came And settled in with a breeze bringing coolness to the room Where two lovers met and when they left never were the same In an old cheap apartment in downtown Sarasota Where they danced to a scratchy record It was…
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Rain Drops
RAINDROPS Bumble Bee sized drops Falling with thunder sized hits Striking the broad leaves of green bent Beneath the sudden strikes from the sky sent Forcing them to bow before the growing deluge Lightning striking a short distance away The laughter of the rain as it slips and falls to the ground And I stand…
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Rehearsing
Rehearsing Another morning has come to greet the sun Chasing the night away as coffee brews on the stove A cup with spoon to swirl the cream in to blend the clouds away As I sit and think of questions that I cannot even form I wonder about the woman down the street who lives…
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In the Dark
In the Dark Copyright 2018 Gordon Kuhn, all rights reserved Like a dog in heat he was single minded in his searching While he roamed the empty spaces nearby ocean waves that crashed upon the shore The sea fog coated the land and hid him from the safety nearby Weakly hunting a place…
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Ragdoll Chronicles Continued Post at 0821 on 01.05.18
Denise returned from a trip to the garage where she had a second refrigerator keeping several trays of cookie dough setting up and waiting to go into the oven. “Coffee,” she said to herself softly with a sigh as she took a small rag from her pocket and wiped her brow, “I simply need either…
THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN 