Nostalgia Body Poems

- in those moments, it shines.
The nostalgia of an upside down
world glinting up through hourglasses of years,
a mark impressed upon flesh; a scar harbouring
simple childhood...

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What is? 
Fortitude. 
Let that sink in for a while. 
Missed the mark. Damn names, 
who's falling behind, body or mind? 
Image, like you know...

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It’s the quiet that kills
The silence that slays
The loneliness that leaves holes in the soul 
like a moth eaten sweater
I remember before today's technology
how a...

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See the girls on the corner 
In tight tanks 
And micro minis
Popping gum
Locking eyes 
Driving boys wild
See the sunlight 
Outline their curls in gold
Memories of...

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That old knot is loosening, unspooling like a camera reel - it rolls away 
along floors revealing snapshots of you, developing me. Those frayed 
wires...

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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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Shadow shy you gilding by
My thoughts begin to scatter
Youth perfection majesty
The timing dreaming shatters
Fractured time now misaligned
No future knee for bending
Just your perfect energy
A moment...

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Secrets of Aging

When we age, no one tells us 
how our bodies will change.
No one tells us how our minds 
will be full of fog...

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People are not poetry.
They do not rhyme and flow as the words printed on a book do.
We do not cut off and start with a...

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As if the sun intended this habitual tendency to make the body healthy I do. First, the brain believes itself what a mistake if it's...

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laying in your bed
watching you
get dressed
the permanent ring in the
back pocket
of your blue jeans
i’m missing you already...

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When I lay in bed
Almost asleep
I feel you on my skin
Like a whisper
I jump and swat at you
Because you could be a spider
But it’s not...

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Can I catch you
Can you stay?
Forests at wood
There we play
A gentle hand 
That fixed the dress
Brushing tears back
Saving stress
I can not bare
The oaken wave
Only memories
Can...

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Interviewer: What is your piano to you ?


  A piano is my lover; an intimate body who trembles and illicits sighs and groans...

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Dated:2/2/2013
Black velvet sky festoons solemnly my brooding words,
Exudes gloom from my mindly nib, drowned in woes two thirds.
Sharp shrillness of many of my lingering thought,
Shatter...

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