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Artist



                        Tonight like a child,
                           caring not the time
                                  nor the place.
                         Studying you as only an
                                artist could know.
                          The lines and features
                             of your face.

                          I've painted this picture
                               a thousand times,
                             remembering you,
                                  when we're apart.

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Old Shoe Box

                           I'll take our times together,
                             and put them away
                           in a old shoe box.
                            Wrapped in yesterdays newspaper.

                            Brought back when things
                               weight me down.
                            Hidden from prying eyes,
                              and those who may
                                  understand.

                             For when the clouds arrive,
                                   and storms brew over the 
                             horizon.
                             I'll hide away and open my shoe box,
                               and smile the day away.

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THE LONE SENTINEL

                                     As I walk the beach
                                        a seagull
                                      a lone sentinel,
                                      announces my coming.
                                      His shrill cry beckoning,
                                             his comrades to fly.

                                      When I pass,
                                             they will return
                                       as though I'd never passed
                                           that way before.

                                       Covering my tracks with their
                                           thousand little feet.
                                         And again that lone sentinel,
                                          Posted to guard against
                                                 intruders.

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Waiting a Long Time

Tucker Carwile
1/22/2012
                                  

                                   So many years,
                                         hiding,
                                    always wondering,
                                      if these works are real.

                                    Finding you with
                                          just a click.
                                     A place to post your thoughts.

                                     Reading others,
                                         that have been hiding
                                      as I , 

                                      Thank you poetysoup,
                                            for making my 
                                       feelings come true.

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Simplicity


                   I was wandering,
                          until I met you.
                   You wih your explanation
                        of love.
                    Me guarding against things
                       I as afraid of.

                    I was apprehenensive in showing
                         emotions.
                     Not wanting to get involved,
                        me explaining all things
                                    scientifically.

                      Could I, with my education,
                         have missed the simplest equation,
                            that of love and caring.

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Sanctuary


                           The oceans and the mountains
                                 are my sanctuary.
                            The ocean with its rhythmic
                                pounding of the surf
                              and cool breezes.
                             The mountains with its
                                 solitude of tall trees.

                             Both are clean and pure,
                                when untouched by human hands.
                             These are my friends,
                                 who calm the ravaging storms,
                               that gather in my soul.

                              Whenever I am troubled,
                                   I return to my friends
                                for guidance and direction.

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Strange Places


                                  When I rolled over with you,
                                     I gazed at blankets
                                            hung over dirty windows,
                                   The ceiling,
                                          with designs from
                                       JC Penney Co.
           
                                      And then,
                                            there you are.
                                      Smiling, 
                                            touching,
                                         knowing that with you.
                                      We can make this place
                                         the Hilton.
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Store Bought Words

                                    Words can be bought for $2.50,
                                          in any bookstore.
                                     And can be used for less---

                                     It's not what you say,
                                          but how you say it.

                                      Need you speak,
                                        when you can show me
                                                     well enough.

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Being Me


                          Something missed,
                                in my younger days.
                           Kissing in the front seat,
                              at the drive-in movies.
                   
                            Holding hands and watching
                               the sea awash the shore.

                             Feeling the warmth
                                   of your body,
                                 beneath the stars.

                             You have taken my life,
                                bringing it meaning.
                              Filling gaps,
                                 taken from books and movies,
                              that have longed to be filled.

                              Thank you for being
                                      my teacher.
                               for you have taught me
                                     the beauty
                                  of being myself.

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Returning Home


                                     They march to songs
                                           I didn't sing.
                                       and left behind a youth,
                                          I couldn't leave.

                                       Returning home,
                                          those stares of
                                        endless pains, of acts
                                             never taught.

                                        I'll never know those stories,
                                          that changed their being,
                                             never to be retold,
                                         out loud to others

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