Best Eat Away Poems

Winter has cast its strangling hold inside and outside.
The joys I have known are gone.
Cold winds blow bleak and harsh.
The flowers in my garden have wilted and withered.
All things sweet have passed and flown away.
Flakes of snow, layer on layer, lie piled within,
And harden as...

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It must be hard
To carry it around
That load of hate
Weighing on your heart
A powder keg
Waiting to explode

You pretend it isn’t there
But now and again it shows
In what you say
In what you write
The sarcasm hidden under the sweet
The hate clothed in happy
And yet….
It’s there
For the discerning...

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It must be hard
To carry it around
That load of hate
Weighing on your heart
A powder keg
Waiting to explode
Hurting others but
Killing your own soul

You pretend it isn’t there
But now and again it shows
In what you say
In what you write
The sarcasm hidden under the sweet
The hate clothed in...

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The words I want to say but never do
remain inside my heart, a burning plea
to make a quick escape and reach to you
and make you come to see what hides in me

The aching lingers there from day to day
At times subdued, at times a raging...

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A Storm, A Tempest And A Hope

Remorse hangs like dark and bitter fruit
A tragic voyage far off the right course
Cuts to the mind with an evil root
Blood-lust still in the crying remorse
Defeated
Alone
A shot into this darkened lost world
Future clouded in a racing mist
A boulder into...

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Darkness is my life that apears in
light.
Has it come to just another fix.
The smile does conceal my losing fight.

The music the screams within.
The lies eat away at the man I can no 
longer stand.

Hollow is thy heart.
Crimson stains all that is never held in
hand.

It started...

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black and white tones
ring together echoes
over two tone photos
scrolling along

memories
colored in remembrance
happenings in sepia
when we were small

imagination animated
claude leading the way
moonlight illuminates
a kaleidescope display

moon shines its silvery
rays, soft music plays
around the room
I will sleep soon

key notes weave harmonies
whipperwill and chickadees
night's sweet lullaby song
gently sings of...

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Scarecrow Addict
           

Gritted and dusty
Powered by flack jacket eyes
Bootsteps through grey puddles
Flotilla of cigarette butts
Trash kicked aside
In a desert of litter
Seeking the soulless of death
Chattering on split lips
The grimy irk of air
Festoons the rink and...

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Right now
     I have words 
flowing from my veins,
but what if it stops?
That can never happen
   all I have to do
   is slice another one open,
           ...

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I think back on how you'd kiss my nose, 
and I'd laugh, remembering it all.
Our life was once a merry-go-round,
a true paradise, as I recall.

Today brought a sad turn of events,
I laughed when you said you wished to leave.
But when I looked deep into your...

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I was one of the cool set,
navy blue duffle coat, scarf around
my neck, seated at a table
in Pepe's Coffee Lounge
discussing Baudelaire 
and T.S. Eliot and the demise 
of the political elites.
The conscription ballot hung 
over our heads helmeted
in a flowering of uncombed hair
in the winter...

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Fruits noirs

Sans qu’on y prenne garde,
Le ciel se tisse du grillage
Sombre des branches.
Elles  s’étendent  chaque année,
Et chaque année,
Grignotent un peu plus d’espace,

Au point de parfaire une voûte
Et d’arriver à se rejoindre,
En confisquant le peu de lumière,
Stagnante, sous les dernières
Feuilles de novembre,
La sève lentement...

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My faith is a source of comfort
In the turbulent storm that has become my life
After all, God has graced me with special powers
But when it comes to my personal anguish, his ways are unknowable
I have managed to estrange almost everyone

Personal relationships collapse around me
But there...

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This dread disease that has afflicted my home, 
This malady, this plague on my house;
This making convertible the former quaintness and provincialism thereof 
Into something wholly despicable and disgustingly homogeneous,
Yclept "cosmopolitanism," and "worldliness," and "globalization," 
(Or, perhaps "globalism");
That force of rude power that recognizes no...

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Two sides of one coin,
Split between two.
Brought to the light,
Drowning in darkness.

Hope to be whole,
Yet reality stays.
The personality is two,
The brain is one.

They fight to be there,
To be in control.
They seek the end,
For the other to be gone.

They cannot part,
No matter their wish.
The third brings...

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