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Kensington

Years of silence I can't recall 
Tears I pant on the scrawled wall
Clothes worn in an open cell
Souls torn, drowning in smitten well

Costumes worn by zombies
Moving as mannequins, not gnomes
Legumes not grown as beans or chickpeas
Roving pass skull watchers of spumes

My heart beating slow, recurring
My voice bleating low, murmuring...

Your soothing eyes I can't forget
Looking into my eyes of regret
Your hands you stretch I can't reach
To cleanse my body and bleach

Creeds of lore I can comprehend, not detest
Breeds and condescend at my weakest 
Your soft hair I wanted to smell and comb
Your touch I can sense, I goad that aplomb

I will always remember you as always
On this avenue you watch over me sideways
Each day I walk barefooted without wellington
Your footprints you leave on Kensington...

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Silent One

Date: 11/27/2023 1:27:00 AM

A deeply emotive poem Clifford... I can sense the pain of absence and loss... we always miss those who were dearest to us.. You express it in great depth and I hope you are ok.

Clifford Villalon
Date: 11/27/2023 5:04:00 AM

In our hearts and minds we show that we are strong. And strength can be seen and felt anywhere or from anyone. This is what writing is all about. Our expressions come out in different forms. I am but human with a mortal body and I can feel pain too... Thank you for dropping by Silent One. Your silence can also mean a lot more. :) You take care too! :) Cliff

Deb M

Date: 8/30/2023 2:04:00 AM

Clifford….l have watched a lot about Kensington and the drug dilemma there….it is heartbreaking and the saddest of sad….lost souls and someones loved one! Your poem is brilliant…..Debx

Clifford Villalon
Date: 8/30/2023 6:11:00 AM

It is one spot of the many places in the world where the sun, moon and stars don't shine all the time.

Mystic Rose Rose

Date: 8/29/2023 9:58:00 PM

great poem with such much depth

Clifford Villalon
Date: 8/29/2023 10:15:00 PM

It's been a while... Thanks for the warm visit. Strength to you! :)