Death Carpe Diem Poems

yesterday is a collection
of photographic memories
tomorrow a whirlpool of
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("How to Hold Love", 2019, original oil)

Carpe Diem

This life 
Precious from conception
Right on through till death;
Each moment a chance to break on through
To the eye...

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thee deep seated hatred gnarling 
at ones soul beckoning eating away 
of the sheer foundation of self 
a terrifying entity alive and well 

searching the...

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Villanelle the Foal

A gripping dance 
(12 men lift a rigid horse onto a pick-up truck).
I drive gate-wide

in the Volvo 
(Mummy, what are they doing with...

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Beautiful, Shining Dawn
Thunderous, Sparkling Day
Awaking Birds from their Slumbs 
Energising wings 
Chirpling Claws 
Glorifying gods. 


A soul walk up on the surface 
Cheering and Happily...

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WAITING FOR DEATH

How tedious it is waiting for Death 
When She is still dressing up
To sit in a quagmire of silent prayer
While sandwiches turn dry

How...

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Once, we had unlimited fun
Until life’s duties had us on a run 
Memories consumed us old, 
yet, for new experiences we jump
Please, do not cry,...

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Oftentimes one has to experience pain and traumas and be emerged into the fire to feel it’s heat and warmth of self reflection to appreciate...

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Comes the time in our lives
When we must seriously think about the future,
Make the plans necessary for the continuation of our lives
Long after we have...

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I was sickened stricken breathing obscured 
O' so losing time failing mine
 I have became blind to my injuries becoming me 
I need to see...

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Hurry,  hurry say you, say y'all 
The end of time is drawing neigh
 And in the course of present-day events 
Divertimes are ever present...

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We are dying in buckets, boats, and buildings.
Dying daily, hourly by two’s and three’s.
I resolve to live today for the rest of us.
Especially if I...

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the disorder of my conduct is important to be obedient to his word
even i burn bobdy and do not out of love
then perhaps shall understand...

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Redundancy, & Consistency; a slow death.
Seeping into the spine, deteriorating the bones.
Curve balls exist for a reason.
The vast roads that wind, different ways.
Paving the path...

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I’ve taught you well my young elder. The chosen path of the light was handed to you in a gift of sight as I gave...

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