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Oh Dear Moon

Oh dear moon sitting in your quiet orb,
My brother and companion. How can you
Stay silent amidst the night sky enclosed
By beauty and exquisiteness too far 
Too reach? Are you not jealous of the stars
And their stories and fame? Do you sleep at
Day and dream of becoming a diamond
Instead of a rock surrounded by gems?
How can you even breath and simply
Say “I am fine” standing in the shadow—
Forever, of the radiant red sun?
But yet, you still glow each and every
Night, amongst the many Gods and legends
That man has accepted and admired.
Oh my dearest moon, we will leave our mark.

Submitted for Deborah Guzzi’s “Mission Impossible” contest


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The Rain

Comes and it goes, sometimes more than other
times when you don’t want it to be there for you 
and it seems you‘re never destined to cover
the possessions you don’t need to but you go through

so much pain just to remain innately insane. 
Today I thought I saw the zenith of my dreams,
foolish me, as if the blind man can attain
visions of evaporated rain shaped like raceme 

still stained on my window left from morning’s tears.
Life hangs heavy on this half-lit horizon just beyond
the glass separating me from all that I’ve feared;
to turn all those small puddles into big ponds

containing something uncontaminated with doubt,
maybe those coming clouds can end this drought?


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The One I've Missed

Truest regards, to you, the one I’ve missed,
beautiful, blinding, mysterious hue
under moon’s tide, pulling, my body lists
towards your voice, god, green, everything moves
besides me.  You set me free to be me,
and only my self’s true image, reflects
in your eyes, blue as the moonbeam, lightning
strikes from the heavens, blessing our bond, met
by fantasy.  You just stretch me, this way,
regardless of my faults.  My greatest friend,
promise me, that you’ll always be true to
yourself. And, I’ll give that promise to you.


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Why I Love Cherry Blossoms

Why I Love Cherry Blossoms

                                         -after a photo on a friend’s facebook page

You will always make me smile

bringing existence to everything
making life worthwhile

calming and blessing my being.

My remedy, the opposite of stress.

The blood of my youth!

                                          My rest,
my root
buds on every branch
beating my heart
with confidence

(Defy the Dark!)

through each and every season 
we wake to meet each other.

My voice of reason.
                                          I rediscover.
You

as dependable as day.

Yes, I am one of the lucky few.

                                          I will be ok.


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Head vs. Heart

Today is the day my heart has to take a stand
Against the agony and anguish of being alone.
Hopefully today, my head can make it understand

That it has unequivocally had the upper hand.
It’s a prudent proposition, the evidence has shown;
Today is the day my heart has to take a stand.

How can you hold on to this hollow strand
Holding this overly oppressive weight of stone?
Hopefully today, my head can make it understand

That forever is but a forgotten fire never fanned
By the fervor of two fevered souls never grown.
Today is the day my heart has to take a stand.

Hasn’t the bullying, bullfighting, butting and
Beating been enough to burst every single bone?
Hopefully today, my head can make it understand

That war is definitely warranted and I command!
Love has become loathsome liar we must disown!
Today is the day my heart has to take a stand,
Today, my head will make it understand.


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She's Too Far Gone

She’s too far gone, away from me and what was to be.
All the many moments that glimmered gold and ran free
Through the beginning of a beautiful bond begun
In the café that Tuesday with a simple smile that spun
My worn out world upside down. I had coffee she had tea.

Eventually, the stars slid through her hourglass and she
Grew tired of the toiling and holding on to a dream of me,
More mature—more sane. I wonder if anything can be done;
She’s too far gone

To even listen to the desperate desperation in my plea
To commandeer change, in a heart willing to make her see
That we had it all and understand the love still left undone.
Apologies! To the empty promises always kept—you never won! 
A fight about fate, our future—anything! Now I see, and must agree;
She’s too far gone.


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As If They Had Souls

The rocks rose above 
The salty steam of their death
As if they had souls.


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In A Rush To Hide The Truth

I really wish I remembered what I told you the other day
When you asked me where I was and why I didn’t call?
I rushed to hide the truth and I forgot where I put it away.

As I stand here—sweating, I feel you sensing my delay
To answer uncomplicated questions I should recall.
I really wish I remembered what I told you the other day

Since, my deceit could destroy the perfect picture I portray,
Of a good and honest man who would never let trickery befall
So, I rushed to hide the truth and forgot where I put it away.

Maybe, I could tell you I left the answer with my attaché 
Or, maybe I could just grunt and grab my chest and fall?
I really wish I remembered what I told you the other day!

Sense and reason screamed at my conscience not to betray,
But, I did it anyway; it was just so small, what could be the downfall?
Then, I rushed to hide the truth and I forgot where I put it away

Because, I thought if I told you the truth you wouldn’t stay,
And since I’m so selfish—I hope I told you I was at the mall…
I really wish I remembered what I told you the other day;
But, I rushed to hide the truth and I forgot where I put it away.

Submitted for Dr. Ram's "Villanelle Me" contest


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Hypomania

I need to be set free from myself from time to time,
Or else, my manic mind will never find peace
Among cognitive processes—the craziness will never cease!
It would seem that someone is trying to undermine 

And distort my coherent thoughts at nighttime;
Sleep keeps me up, never offering solace and release.
I need to be set free from myself from time to time
Or else my manic mind will never find peace.

This evil keeper keeps me imprisoned and confined
Behind huge metal bars black as grease.
I see sanity roam rampant in the yard and graze with geese.
I am a convicted criminal though this illness is not a crime;
I need to be set free from myself—from time to time.

Submitted for Jared's "Rondel" contest


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Dawn

As dawn floats calmly in my
bedroom, moving slowly
across the room.  She begins
caressing my nude foot evenly,
waking my strength and 
stiffness to a glorious 
good morning.
Her quiet warmth and light
gently brushes my cheek.
I open my eyes and breath a 
sigh of release,
as her heat
hovers and rises 
above my sheets,
drowning me in tenderness.
My body tingles, then
stirs as birds 
chirp and sing 
on easy trees.
The aroma of coffee
and comfort arouses my 
senses as they fall from a 
breeze through an 
open window.
I long to fool around 
in this moment all morning, 
but life requires me to 
launch my routine.
I stretch for heaven, and yawn,
as dawn floats calmly away.


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