Mystery City Poems

We are bound for a city of splendor and grace,
Where farewells are never the case.
Heaven’s realm is beyond earthly scenes,
Where mansions are prepared by heavenly...

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Ah, behold, the celestial dance, a cosmic spectacle for all to see,
As the moon gracefully obscures the sun, a moment of unity.

But wait, let's ponder,...

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Oh, majestic city, where time cradles its wings,
In a moment of the world, where the dream of star cascades is a timid seed,
I wander, a...

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The morning sun rises from behind the shady hill warming the village with a solemn hymn, everyone has gone out of the town leaving dryness...

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You have been going to that place and disguising your face, your actions are slick, and your motion is distinguished, you have been coming and...

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hold still …

eventide -
I am a capricious cad among wraiths
waltzing with a mop in a Marrakesh courtyard -
catching stars as they drip with
waxy and wild...

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Interstate routes
Endless road
Highway travel the threshold
On and off ramp
Distances being miles
Listening to music while
Once and a while rest stop
Sometimes rain could fall on car top
Highways...

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my cigarette shrouds me in smoke
i am still a mystery to myself i
take melancholy like drugs there’s
such a grim beauty in the city with
flowers making...

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Wired seeing the stars and moon playing hide and seek on wide firmament sky, It is Lulle to the mind, sound boob to it's brain....

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There’s a place somewhere nowhere-
The great City for no man;
Where the dwellers seem to shimmer
Like the rays of the glorious sun. 

How I wish I...

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a procession

shadowed ravens watch 
depressive day turns
the winds bring Frost 

Skelton branches clutch 

Ghosts dance after the fall 
The procession crawls 
To the point of...

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The eyes are the window into the soul.
A passageway into the darkest nights 
of deepest dreams.

To the eternal nightmares of ancient lands
Where streets run as...

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Down distance streets distant days obscured 
Visions of idle things resting in the weeds skeletal 
Rusted eons have fallen machines dead

In their stance flies flicker...

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Looking out past the cracked windows 
of this tried tenement building 
blankly stares into the busy ice frosted street.

I sit and watch the passing machine,...

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Days are sharp as memories pass 
As the idle thunder attest 
to storms of unsettled wrath. 

They gather together on the opaque horizons.

The engines of...

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