Best Shot In The Dark Poems

the sun out there
somewhere
somehow
just asking
for a little faith



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~DARK CLOUDS~ 2020

AP: 2nd place 2020

Submitted on November 2, 2022 for contest 2022 POETRY MARATHON MILE 19 sponsored by MARK TONEY

Originally posted on December 23, 2019...

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dreamt to relieve myself
of fearful thoughts, patriotic
plots. dressed to kill in Washington
skirt, no pants of a farmer
wielding a British brown bess
blessed with happiness before
the frightening knock at the door
exploded out of shock
towards the door...towards the door
while family holds their revolutionary breaths
the bouquet
of children unaware
of dangerous...

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Everything that forms in words comes from deep authority inside 
it identifies itself though unspoken feelings within limbo 
there is a line no soul should cross boundaries morally set 
The intoxicated spirit drunkenly cuts to the ice core logic 
frozen articles burning coldly hot blooded...

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Blood on the ground
The leaves will be turning red
A shot in the dark...

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Push me please,
Make me go.
Make me follow,
Time on a clock.
Wake me up,
Let me know,
Give it a shot.

Your so much closer than anybody has ever been.

Open me please,
Let yourself in....

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‘The buck stops right here’ he reflects cowering in the wheat field

Near the stream drenched in cascades that had been so gentle

Bull’s eye straight from the arrow of time presiding over the perch

Night vision in place his hands tremble in awe of a silent prayer

Telescopic...

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A heart felt prayer with four chambers alights on a maiden voyage

Meets valves and percussion awaits tenderly to be tuned into harmony


Passion where had been void and stagnation and pulse been icy and flat

The mind once arrested in dangling contemplation halts its corrosion

A wandering soul...

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helplessly he stumbled 
through the door
holding his bloody chest 
Mother gazed into 
her fourteen year old eyes 
and just knew that he was up 
to his old antics of gang banging 
Yelling and cursing did nothing 
to wake this kid up 
Mother's tears flooded 
like...

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once again
i've eaten
too much
soup

my bladder
from the last
twenty four hours
has given in to not

giving
again the
tracks are 
backing up

after all
in the States
why don't we have
bullet trains...

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