Best Departures Poems

Rain drizzling on the window pane
Sullen moments, filled with melancholy
Wishes glued to hopes of sunshine
Rays washing away the storm clouds, 
The gray day – the...

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I never overcame your departure brothers
since then
my feet walk crippled
the kidney only filters half of the residues
my heart partially collapsed
and beats insufficiently
the gastric juice became...

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I’m drawn to airport departure halls,
to the optimism of leaving.
The suspension of here.
The promise of there.

I like the in-between feeling of transit,
the lightness that comes...

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Standing before the great water's roll...
Lost within a dream of greatness...
Breathing in slow.   .     .
Exhales more like whispers..
The burning...

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What should we name the death of family members or close friends? 
These are not mere departures like a vacation or extended trip; as we...

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A day’s routine so easily holds me captive.
I confess to mindless, museless departures,
Brainless unpoetic habits so unreflective,
That I cannot dwell in momentary textures. 

But January...

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A vestige lingers of my sweet Ginger sharing the treasure of What color is love? 

Springtide fell according
Affliction bred
Tending a foundation; no longer perceived

Flailing in...

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The exit ramp looms large just up ahead,
though still an unknown distance ‘round the bend,
a terminus of sorts.
Perhaps a point from which to send
us out...

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Darkness lays awake,
waiting upon her breaker.
The one that lies upon her and whispers to go,
leave behind nothing that you covered with your soul...
Yet she knows...

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I'll tell you where I've been
and I know you've been there too.
From the edge of the woods
we'll walk as deep as we're allowed.
We'll be given...

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As people start to age wisdom gains an edge
Regrets wish to reassess to honor old pledge
Memories once sour, clamor to turn a page
Wisdom gains an...

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Most are related to shipwrecked ghosts,
accomplices of my blood
that can still be found
in geographically scattered albums.

When there were cities to occupy,
they lived one level below...

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Blue diaphane, tobacco smoke
 Serpentine on wet film and wood glaze,
 Mutes chrome, wreathes velvet drapes, 
Dims the cave of mirrors. 
Ghost fingers
 Comb seaweed...

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JUST CAUSE

Without cause, teachers, classmates, and neighborhood kids mocked at my pitiful station of poorness and entrenchment in painful shyness, calling me dreadful names that...

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The old red barn barely still stands,
tho rigid memories are vividly erotic.

At thirteen her changes long arrived,
mine somewhat volcanic by nature.

Winks and nods to belie...

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