Life Blank Verse Poems

He flies towards the fragrance of foxglove
Before then buzzing round the borage blue.
Seems bumble bee enjoys the fine fragrance.
But what does he really want from...

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A summer evening and death

I sat in my study thinking about death
not in an abject way, but I'm 86 
and thinking if death has any meaning
and...

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If I could cry

When I met Anne Margrete
I knew what love was
She moved into my little flat
Every day was wonderful
life had a meaning
She became pregnant
I...

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As I see a leaf fall apart
I see the love that depart
The roads are paved with stones like needle
I always walk through pain that moodle
Oh...

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A day in the life of?
I woke up to a wonderful summer morning 
my dog has taken it upon herself to protect 
I came for a hug...

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Denmark

What a sweet little country, it's national
anthem reflects his kindness when the German army
marched in 1940, there was no resistance
hence, not one life was lost
...

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It was late on a Thursday night
The stars were just starting to blink their eyes
But the celestial conversation between your heart and my mind was...

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The last time I could remember seeing you was 2017
Life was one big song
You know the one that plays from the voice of the vinyl...

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Sobriety 

He stopped drinking and looked remarkable
well, his wife was happy, less so his friends who
didn't see him in the bar and when meeting him 
in the...

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It hurts to see you hurt; it breaks me to see you hurt because of me. I don’t like what’s going on, but how can...

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Call me Joe

I do not take pleasure in seeing the Joe Bidden
in the throes of senility, those who pushed him 
into running, knew he was not...

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The big turtle of Galapagos.

Turtles, in general, are not good at communicating 
with anyone, at least those odd figures who talk
a lot and sometimes sing
The big...

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Elegy of the River and the Sea

For life and death are one,

like the river and the sea.

In grief, our tears taste different,

our ways of mourning...

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Act 1: Venting

As above so below, so, where are you God
Because right now all I see is these bills piling up
My stress is piling up...

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“Embrace and Release”

In the quiet of night, I pondered—
the art of severing ties, like pruning a tree.
The weakest links, once tightly bound,
now set free, like...

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