Poetry
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Beginnings
Soon it will be light
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The wheels came off
The wheels came off,And foolishly… I kept driving… When I had a mechanicIn the passenger seat TheWholeDamnTime Wanting So badly To smooth the ride.
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The Curtain Crashed – Sonnet XXXVII
The curtain crashed before the show was o’er, / So no one got to see the very end.
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I once thought bliss a baseless myth.
I’d scoffed at hints of mirthful pith; I once thought bliss a baseless myth.
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We seek to do what few will understand
We seek to do what few can understand / It doesn’t mean it isn’t worth the doing…
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lost and ‘found verse’
I’ve never been so healthy.
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beyond the churn
The chance to look backward is all bittersweet
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More!
Write More of this love You have Found!
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our certain somethingness
others are here, and I bid them come, but I find a special warmth in our certain somethingness.
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The Right Kind of Love
That’s it. That’s the poem.
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Why seek to steer what moves beyond control?
The merits of mere stasis we extol / As if the middle ground’s a magic tool / Why seek to steer what moves beyond control? / We try to hold it still, then watch it roll…
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Our many loves are but One Love
One washes over One to More; He got more wet… or did She?
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A Wake in the Night
Even in darkness / The traveled path / Is marked.
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When Life Is Good
When life is good, my poetry gets bad. / Its frequency is at an all time low,
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The Palette of My Life Some Colors Short – Sonnet XXXVI
These metaphors diverse I do intend; Results remain remote unto the end.
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The Waking Dream
Forward Into an unknown Yet certain Somethingness
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Cling
White knuckles cling tenaciously
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Freedom as Farce
The power we promised / But can’t deliver
