Nostalgia Angst Poems

“Lee”

This one is going to hurt.
That is why it has taken me so long to write it,
Because a part of me still loves you and...

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In sepia foliage's of falsified fantasies,
cursed by haunting hornets stinging 
with honeyed painted lies,
her mind was like a matriarch of metaphors.

An inflorescent seed buried in...

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Brown eyes
Haunt me. 

Memories
of the lockeroom. 
And hot showers. 

A paragon
Which I can 
Never have. 

Treading
Lightly, 
This boat rocks. 

And I seem to be
Always seasick....

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You were gone as quickly as you appeared. 
One moment you were walking back into my life, a bit more weathered, much more grey, but...

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Good Vibrations 

It’s been one year,
three months 
and two days,
since Floyd last rode his Harley.

Damn stroke!
His F-ing left leg don’t work 
and he barely grips...

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I bought a card for Christmas 
To post it to a friend:
A school day friendship
Together we had spent.
Playing on the field 
Eating in some cafe
Walking...

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  A red-throated hummingbird, betrayed,
begins the annual rite of packing up his nest, 
in response to the mercurial spinning of winds, 
and the twisted...

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Through the veiled shadow of my past, I find, 
Lessons unlearned, I was far too disinclined. 
The tart whispers of regret, a mournful song, 
I...

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Transitions and Contrasts: Just like the Seasons
Scorching, sweltering, drying, draining
The Candle of the Sky, now a supernova
Chirping birds cry out for drops of draught,
The strays...

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Words I’ve heard my whole life
Poor old David, poor old Michael, poor old daddy

If you’re from the heart of Appalachia, these are…
Words that mean the...

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Precious priceless progeny 

     Hands down the most dramatic change ever needed to make the most profound impact awoke from helping...

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She experienced life
in her own way

The way a woman will.

At times she loved a man.
At times she was alone.

Collecting Memories,

Like shells on a beach
Or stored...

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In the clutch,her gentle touch,away from slutch,outside hutch
Bereft of words
But never the eyes do lie,beneath the blue sky,she and i

a garnet ring, on her finger...

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Don't Look Blind

The flowers I bought you are still in their vase
Dried out and dropping their petals like tears
The hours we wasted were never a...

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Accept equality, admit to science 
That you always believed -
Why wouldn’t love be free?

San Franciscans and summer lovers 
Flocked here seeking illusion.
They saw pretty colors,...

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