Afterward
See Dick run, in the golden latterly years,
When past is gone, the future premieres.
Jane is a librarian, in the floral ruby days,
Sally is a teacher, in the tangerine phase.
Puff pursues orange butterflies in heaven,
And he and Spot frolic, in sunshine lemon.
Mother and Father reside in assisted living,
Where the blue jay to the moon is singing.
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Categories:
afterward, books, childhood, growth, life,
Form: Rhyme
Before Our Lives Were Here
The language of our elders
whispers soft upon our skin.
We see it in the landscape of our lives.
Trees dance to it.
They pull the soul of life
from out the earth.
We will say the flowers grow.
We will say the winds blow.
But the truest words of our language
are the ones that we forget to
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Categories:
afterward, celebration, dance, humanity, inspiration,
Form: Free verse
Afterward
Seen from the bruised sheets
the two open mouths of her shoes
(one face down and drunk
the other lopsidedly agape)
speak to him in groans and murmurs.
Her face smudges the glass
in the bathroom mirror;
she is squeezed into a jar of light.
Headlights strafe the curtains.
Her dress still clings
to the oily surface
of a hump-backed chair.
Her bright red plastic pocketbook
under its
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Categories:
afterward, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Afterward
Here it is again
that feeling of uncertainty
the chaos calling me
Creates a storm within
Fierce and heavy
No god to blame
the entire weight
of my solitary condition
collapses me
My doing
My burden
Her hands were dirty
Stained with black ink
Eyes wide, deep, brown
Her name I do not know
Fingers bare
No commitments
She seemed so beautiful
the perfect amount of imperfection
I keep this feeling
Like any other
Inside,
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Categories:
afterward, addiction, anxiety, depression, feelings,
Form: Free verse
Afterward Depression of a Breakup
My hearts been blended again
you say 'im sorry'
but i cant even begin
im not ready to forgive
haunted by your face
drawn by the memories
forced away by your hate
we dont communicate
you want nothing to do with me
when once you said i meant everything
i loved everything about you
there was nothing i would change
when i was with you you were
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Categories:
afterward, art, friendship, music, song-me,
Form: Lyric