Hope Aubade Poems

Plantin' the Garlic and the Potatoes
I can only Hope in the Heirloom Tomatoes

The Daisies push up well past the Day
With Evan Porter sleepin' outside in...

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in the flares of twilight
This gloomy night of patience will burn someday
We are the niche of hope, says the ashes of dawn
For every painful thorn...

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Wake me up in the dead of the night
When the living are slumbering
And the entities mustering
For it feels so wrong
To be vulnerable and naive.

I’ll be...

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A lioness hear me roar, in the midst of weakness and uncertainty she holds her head up high. In her strength she roars so ferociously;...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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We salute you, O land of hope,

Country of hospitality;

Thy full gallant legions

Have restored thy dignity.

And seated henceforth in rediscovered dignity,

Love and honour partnered with humanity,

The...

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The wild beast

On the savanna runs the spring-bock not easy to catch by lions,
but as it gets older and slower, it loses out and becomes...

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Every Day You Play
by Pablo Neruda
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Every day you play with Infinity’s rays.
Exquisite visitor, you arrive with the flowers and the...

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Head Games

You love to play them. 

When you treat me badly, 
I let you, as I thought that meant…
I was loving you. 
I was wrong....

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Big Dreams

My friend told me I should print a business card. 
He said that I should pass it out. 
He told me that I should...

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The ghost
 
Someone knocked on my bedroom door
I switched the bedside lamp and with rolled
Up TLS opened the door.
Peering into the darkness of the living...

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This is a difficult time
For us to paint our desires
On unstarched canvasses
For the benefit of those
Who expect masterpieces

Discoloured and faded
Are our once green forests
Where we...

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The doubt of future foes exiles my present joy, 
And wit me warns to shun such snares as threaten mine annoy; 
For falsehood now doth...

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Her breath catches with each infliction. Her pain their addiction. She wades water in a sea of strife. Her day, her tomorrow, her animosity toward...

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The singularity of my voice, 
Wailing out in this dark, wild, and philistine-infested wilderness
Today; Its uniqueness alone amongst several million babbling, 
Balbutient tongues, and inked pens and...

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