Category: Poetry

  • Nonsense No. 1

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    God bled out in an alley from forty-two stab wounds.You could read all about it in the papers:He was walking home with two paper bags full of groceriesWhen some good samaritans approached Him and said they knew a shortcutAnd so they took Him to heaven,But He must’ve been confused;He left behind His fresh sourdough loaf,…

  • If You Will

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    Do you remember the warmth,My skin and yours?But it’s all yours anyway;Even the warmthThough you’re not the source,It is still yoursFrom the moment our lips touchedTo the moment they parted,It became yours,So inextricably yours,I had no choice but to relinquish my allBecause there was no greater honor,No greater causeThan to be your servant;How could anything…

  • Dot

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    Charcoal;Whisper, dust;Dirt, gravel, shard;Powder, crumb, scrap, shred;Reduced and reduced and reduced.

  • Untitled (Moon)

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    I flew the moon and watched it soar,Its night ribbons dancing and wavingAs it moved from star to starAiming to go beyond its earthly tether,But please,Just linger a little longer.

  • My Dreams

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    My dreams lie before my feet.They are still alive.They are on life support. They fight for air. They’re asking why I abandoned them.I swear I’m still here. I plead:There’s still time. How it all aches! It’s all my fault. A dream must be reared. It cannot take flight on its own.Please don’t rot away. Please…

  • In Other Words, Love

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    A revelation is not as sudden as it seems. The essential truth is revealed in the little sparks between two hearts, a spiritual embrace, so gently felt like two strangers sitting close enough their hands brush each other so lightly that both question if the other noticed but neither say a thing, as if the…

  • Borrowed

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    I own nothingEven my breath is borrowedFrom a shade of livingBut it’s of a beautiful designThe value in impermanence

  • It’s just as I remember

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    Warm light spilling out onto a corridorThis is how summer feelsThe warm sadnessLike any good thing, knowing it passesBut you still love itBecause how could you not?Even knowing it all comes to an endLike any man, I’m too taken by itSo I kiss her handAnd become hersAnd her, mineIf just for a moment

  • Blur

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    Eyes aheadSteadyMotion, cannot be trackedCannot be metCannot be feltAnd then disarrayHere, there, and everywhereBeforeAgainThere’s fuzz

  • Look Forward And Weep!

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    I could be great.I was candlelightFlickering,My life leaking from me
But you make good use of it. Lonely landscapesWhere only I reside,My light fading rapidlyBut look,I’ll always be here waiting.Open arms and open wounds,Just one wordAnd I’ll be nearer to youAs the wind whispers,“I’ve been there before.”