love poem
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People Watching
I want to sit on a park bench with you Watch the birds and people watch Make up stories Where they’re coming from and going to Take turns first me and then you In the morning remind me to wear sunscreen and a jacket Fix my coller Brush the dust off my shoulders as I… Continue reading
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The Bees Hide
Flowers walking around And dancing birds In a garden That’s all any of us are Love isn’t alive or dead But like trees asleep in the winter And romance fills the air Not alive or dead But caught out in an early spring rain Cold and wet and dulled by the passing grey clouds Waiting… Continue reading
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Stitched
My heart a quilt of everyone I’ve ever lovedTattered, torn, and stitchedAnd you my mistress of sorrowWith your cornerWho I’d half jokingly propose toSooner than my next heartbeatWhen I wasn’t who I should beWith the taste of beer on my breathCigarette smoke on my clothesSo you could be the proof of my lifeWhere my stories… Continue reading
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Reflected
My world reflectedAnd sinking away in twinkling black pools.My time passingCurved and in baby blue.How your smiles move into your eyes,And by how you see out of them.You looking up,Me looking down.My little life.How I disappear and fade into you.How I feel smaller as my river approaches the ocean,I’m spread out along the shores,Like a… Continue reading
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Silent Echo
Silence has an echo, Things left unsaid speak back. Words that should have been whispered into an ear, Being read instead. But unspoken words are all I have, So these scribbles will have to do. Graffitied on my mind, Etched into my skull. Begging for forgiveness, And love unconfesssed, The truth untold, the lie left… Continue reading
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Bury the Snow
This place is hauntedBesieged by skeletons and ghostsHiding in the broad daylightHiding behind my eye lidsIf I dig the gravesWill they bury themselves?But I can’t bury the snow beneath the earthTo hide the footprints of the last fallBut stick around for the sunsetAnd stay for the dawnAnd maybe the sun will erase the footprintsAnd melt… Continue reading
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Breathing Earnestly
Hope,How it strangles me,Keeps me breathing earnestly.Wondering where I’ll end upWandering where I’ll be.Patient promises denied by destiny. Continue reading
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End of my Twig
Glowing warm under the ash,Fading with the dawn,Burnt out by the night.Scruff for the matches,Baggage for the back,And bags for the eyes.Washed-up flotsam,Splintered life raft,On the Shore of misfit toys.Streak of paint dry across the canvas.Last breadcrumb for the trail dropped. At the end of my twig,Bending with the wind,And the weight of everything. Continue reading
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Last Train Home
I put on cologneOn the last train homeLighthouses in the nightWinking across the roomsFrayed wicks burning brightBut only for tonightI’ll say goodbye to youThen goodnight to the moonMy vacancy sign flickersNeon light in the nightMy road signs point out of townTo guide them on their way away Continue reading
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Gravel and Bark
I miss you. I am sickened by the loneliness of you. I see you in gravel, I see you in bark. How the hungry hold bread, how the thirsty drink drops. How the drowning breathes water, how the addict never stops. Longing, yearning, craving, and hope. Each tongue has its own, and maybe some better.… Continue reading
Hole In The Hedgerow 