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My dearest Cordelia: I scribe this letter now to you from domestic port, the embrace of our farewell still entrenched deeply in my mind. The morn is now upon the tranquil bay and the fishing trawlers have left their docks and marinas to seek bounty of Neptune’s great waters. I can see their outlines before the brilliance of the young days sun some distance away. Its light reflects a white sheen off the oceans body with the appearance of alabaster mosaic pieces on liquid sapphire. The bustle of the coastal city is already in full steam and the crowds of people move through the streets and algid morning air like the current of a river, every man and woman a drop with its own destination.

All of these things commonly taken for granted or a brief inconvenience in the banalities of everyday life; all of these things I feel I will grow to appreciate exponentially in the coming months. It has been decided that our nation will go to war, this I am certain is not anew parcel of information to you as the papers, zeitgeist and the common declamation of all mouths has all been of patriotism and glory for our nation. But I remain silent amongst all this noise and distraction because the thoughts I host are not of glory or heroism but of you; and one question. How chilling is time to old men the pilot the helms of this world’s great nations that it could make the disposal of a generation of young men’s lives or the prevention of the efficacy of our love a simple edict on a paper?

But fear not Cordelia not for me or our love for even though I am soon to be cast into the battle between the two chimeras of this world’s mightiest nations. There is nothing that will stop me from reaching our nations shores once again and with you building the bower in which the family we have dreamed of will grow and blossom. When I have won the war with this perilous world and all its unfair edicts Cordelia I will have your hand.
Yours forever John

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Cafe Noir

A man sinks his breath deep into a saxophone 
He fills a smoky room with its tenor tone
All the clichés are here 
From the femme fatale to the trodden tramp
The atmosphere borders on camp  
 Be you from a Manhattan high rise or a Brooklyn broken home  
At the Café Noir the blue don’t drink alone 
So take a seat in a booth or at the bar 
By the depressed comedian or the fallen star  

Everyone here is friends with the bartender 
From the poorest soul to the biggest spender
He can be a wise old sage or a shoulder to cry on
He’s been known to spot a drink or two for those out of money for buyin 

The band here does not set the mood
They simply play off the harmony of the room 
 Loaded .45's wise guy’s and private eyes 
The words spoken here are cynical or lies 

But can they really help their lugubrious prose? 
After all the world is a mad house 
When people come here
It’s not a bar they walk in
But a world they walk out

There are many treatments for those shell shocked by that outside loony bin    
Namely whisky, scotch, bourbon or gin 
The Café Noir can’t save you from your blues
But it can give you a glass to fall into when you lose 
So come out of your home, blood soaked gutter or office 
The band is on point and you can numb yourself to life’s problems; so pompous 
At the Café Noir you will never drink alone
Here the blue will always have a home

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Limits of Language

Have you ever stood at the limits of your words?   
Facing the edge with your back to all of the contemplation and spirits you have ever known
Gazing into the parts of the ego destined to remain qualia 
Illuminated only by silent contemplation 
A boon to melancholy indeed
Tell me one whose borders may have surpassed my own 
Would a superior lexicon cause mine to swell? 
Or are you too inhibited from explication?   
As I assume you to be
This I sate without any intended offence 
When standing at that horizon 
Do you like me feel as an infant? 
Limited to only noise without arbitrary denotation
To describe the things fastened to the inside of your brain

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Oars Before Shores

I spent a year or two aboard
A sea faring vessel 
Through the gale and through the rain
With Lord Neptune I did wrestle 

Me Capitan was a wise old man
With experience beyond my years 
 And when he got to talkin  
You shut yer mouth and opened yer ears 

 One night after supper this he said to me
Whiskey was made for drinkin 
And the sand was made for shores 
If a sailor gets caught with a married girl
He best not lose his oars  

I spent some time locked up 
 In a hard walled Turkish prison 
All that time inside
Left me my home a missin 

 And While I was a hostage 
My roommate was a rat
Scaly tail and whiskered nose
 Twas on my bed he shat  

And one night after supper this I said to him 
Whiskey was made for drinkin 
And the sand was made for shores 
If I ever get back home
Ill kiss the ground down on all fours 


I found myself in confessional 
There to tell a sin
I waited in the booth alone
Until the priest was in

Sitting there debating 
 Of what I thought I should say
How should I tell an old ecclesiastic?
About a wild young man’s way

And so when he stepped in, this I said to him
Whiskey was made for drinking
And the sand was made for shores 
I got caught with a married girl
But I didn’t lose me oars!

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The Bridge Between the Void

We live in a gap between two empty spaces 
 The space behind grew age on elders faces
 The space in front carries the wake of our motion 
Neither void can we ever truly perceive 
Because the space between we can never leave

Yet we still try to elucidate  
That empty and mysterious state
Prophets and photographs  
Try to capture true future and true past
But words are forgotten and photos don’t last 

 Though we haven’t a hint of what we send our young to
 Please try to travel sine metu 
 In the voids lacuna 
 We contemplate events 
Because we can never leave the present tense

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Gumball

Breathy voice from lips cherry red
Another piece of candy for my tongue to tread 
A twist of the wrist and a quarter or two 
Gives me a another piece for my mouth to chew

Oh I have always loved the look 
Of this places sweeties 
It’s like their all hand made 
But their taste is always fading
That’s why I call it gumball 
Chew it up and spit it out 
And let another piece fall 

It doesn’t matter if they don’t like the way I play
 cuz I don’t tell my gum about my game
if they don’t like it it’s a shame 
Gumball might stick 
Oh but it don’t stain 

Sometimes when I’m alone
And when I’m candy free 
I go and shake up the machine 
See it all movin in the glass
Just hoping I don’t pass
That I’m looking for another little piece of …. 




 But they don’t know how I play
Cuz I don’t tell my gum about my game
If they don’t like it it’s a shame
Gumball might stick
Oh but it don’t stain 
Blueberry dress and scarlet hair
Looking at me through the globe
I love its taste upon my teeth 
That’s why I got another piece 
When this is over we’ll both agree 
The dress looks better on the floor of my place

No one likes to be alone 
But no one likes to let someone get boring either
But there is so many things to try 
I can assure you that 
struit insidias lacrimis cum femina plorat

I won’t tell them how I play 
Cuz I don’t tell my gum about my game
If they don’t like it it’s a shame
Gumball might stick 
But it don’t stain

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Sometimes a Woman Dont Need No Man

Once I wanted a woman
So I just had to tell her
She said wait I got a thing to say
Well then give it to me straight 
I don’t roll that way
You know you got to explain

She said a man aint what I need
She said a man can’t play my game
A man can’t be my world
For this I feel no shame

People let me tell you somthin 
I learned a great deal that day
You know a fish may need the water
And legs might need the land 
But sometimes a woman don’t need no man

I put my hands in my pockets 
Hung my head and walked away 
You know I looked back and saw
That girl kiss another lady 
This it filled me up
With a new kind of blues
I have my heart stolen by a girl
And I have had a girl stolen by a man
But I never had no girl stolen by a lesbian 

People let me tell you somthin 
I learned a great deal that day
You know a fish may need the water
And legs might need the land 
But sometimes let me tell ya a woman don’t need no man

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Hot Lead Sucker Punch

Well I’ve been killin just for fun
I’ve seen so many crying eyes at the end of a loaded gun
And like a dog that loves to bite 
They’ve come to put me down
But I’m going to shoot out 
before they put me in the ground

I am an evil man 
I said I am an evil man 
When I see blood I lick my lips
When I stab I give the knife a twist
And when I creep up on a man 
I give him a hot lead sucker punch

Well I’ve been killing just for fun
I have seen so many bloody men at the end of a smoking gun
And like a monkey from a branch
They come to hang me on a tree
But I’d rather shoot it out 
then let them put a rope around me

This all started when I was young
This all started when I was young 
Nobody loved me nobody cared 
Daddy beat me mom just stared    
Started fights and started fires  
Killed cats and killed dogs
If i said i felt any shame I would be a liar 

Well I I’ve been killin just for fun   
Now I’m staring down a hundred guns 
The gallows pole it calls my name
But I would rather shoot it out 
Then let them watch me hang

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A Thousand Songs

A pen is like a needle to a page
It leaves a mark and it fills a space
A needle could fill a thousand arms 
And a pen could write a thousand songs 
But I still won’t know how to bring 
Relief to another’s suffering

We step out of the blue and into the black
Fall is like a noose
Winters like a hangman 
But spring comes with another song to sing
And through my guitar I let ring 

A thousand songs could not fill the holes 
Of the questions I have 
And the problems you face
 And a thousand needles won’t bring you to 
Where I know you need to be 
And that’s away from this place

In an empty room your mind runs free
And tries to come back with all the evil it can carry
And if it’s too cold outside to run away
Then that evil is gonna know right were you stay 
 And your empty room 
Is gonna seem more like a cell

Everyone I know has had a coming of age
A change in the tide or a turn of the page 
But you are the only fish to remain
Between the permanent shore 
 Of the hole that was given to you
 On the day that you were born 

I have heard that a needle is like a letter to a vein
That sends its sends its comfort to the brain
But doesn’t the world still look unchanged 
Behind the dilated eyes that remain
Every time that the needle is gone  

A pen is like a needle to a page 
It leaves a mark and it fills a space 
A pen could use all of its ink
Writing about your needles sting 
But in the end I still can’t be 
The change I know you need

Best Poems Written by Tyler Minisce

Gym Rat Rap

Letters From the War Pt1

Cafe Noir

Limits of Language

Oars Before Shores

The Bridge Between the Void

Gumball

Sometimes a Woman Dont Need No Man

Hot Lead Sucker Punch

A Thousand Songs