Category: Poets
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THE TICKET
THE TICKET It is the middle of the night And the railroad freight has just come in A sharp whistle slicing though the silence The engineer has taken his hand from the throttle The sound of escaping steam ends the prayers for the night The passengers all wandered off, boxes, empty boxes Wandering off to…
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DISAPPEARED
DISAPPEARED Morning comes and I find you are not here Yet we are to believe that you are The bible sellers stand on their stages And claim the same claim from ages And I see about the world and even near Violence that you could easily stop You are a religious star But I…
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TRANSLUCENT
Translucent It was five o’clock in the morning And there’s rain upon the roof It fell hard without any warning When it swept down the road Rushed up through the woods Caught the grassy fields by surprise The wind bent the bushes and the trees Then all was strangely gone And, for some reason, in…
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AWAKENING
I woke this morning to a different world Everything had sudden changed overnight When the rains came, fell, and the grass uncurled Where I had walked during the heat of the day before And there was nothing for me to do There was nothing I could or would say The world changed when I turned…
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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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BACKWASH
BACKWASH Walking backwards in my mind slowly thru time I find myself stranded, just another body standing in line A pathetic piece of flesh and bone Left alive to review all the scrapings my handmade in stone Until the carving knife broke from all the writing And I found that my life was not so…
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A Long Time Ago in the Great Faraway
It was a long time ago in the great faraway When I came to the understanding that I could no longer stay We looked the other way as I stepped out from her front door Harsh words spoken, then silence, nothing left to say, so I guess we settled the score The tale had been…
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THE VISITOR
The Visitor She came in the still dark of night Silent, gentle, and turned off the tabled light Leaving the apartment in a soft and low-level glow From the moon creeping in thru a blanketed cloud Peering thru grime swathed window panes allowed Casting shadows dancing on paint thirsty aged walls That overtime had seen…
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Yesterday’s Child
The following poem will be in Standoff. The book, Standoff is a group of poems and short stories Yesterday’s Child Yesterday’s child was born with a patchwork brain Filled with paintings that would never be brought to view For a painter, a drawer, he simply could not be Overrun with songs that would never…
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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…
THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN 