Death Daffodils Poems

Gleaming in thy heart
O my love, is it pure? 
Can a glory ever last?
Vile me death, thou heaven be
Do love lasts forever
Do my blood thine...

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On the edge of Bow Valley River,
Where waterfall pours on stones,
I stand, a witness to nature’s symphony,
As the world unfolds before me.

On the other side...

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Lament to cruise control..

Once in a while you see the natural
not a thief taking a spot to mental morph 
their workboots into bare feet.

Transparency in...

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I thought of you ... today. 
Then ran to the place,
where daffodils bloomed
and dandelions blew.  
Another time, a secret place.
Of yesteryear, filled honey sweet,
Thick...

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Mothers day

She gave birth 
from a smoke filled womb
the umbilical chord around my neck
eternity choked
tossed into a world
of loneliness
discarded garbage
my mind slowly rots away
bitterness ebbs...

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As I sat nestled in the brush,
could I knowingly cast doubt,
no other creature was in a rush,
only humanity wanted out,
poisoned rivers with toxic landfills, 
decorated...

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I love pink rose flowers                                          ...

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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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Problem with Adonis was his dogged tendancy 
To battle heartfelt causes
Ominous obdurate tore us
Tenure, he died fighting against white supremacy 

Before he departed, dear reader,...

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Again no joy awaits me
after having known
how fate sways thoughts
and makes one surrender quickly
without any words of regret;
can one be persuaded with a threat?

Again no...

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Chrysanthemum whispers
gird clouds of winter.
Frost spells inhume heart
deep into the valley of silence
Loud and mournful poesy 
scribbled the souls
enchaining the last rays.
Misty dawn shone owing
to...

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Washing Instructions

Put the clothes in the washer. 
not quickly, but slowly. 
There was a day, 
this would all be done, 
by hand. 

Four or five...

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My Kid Sister

I have one, 
or at least sort of. 
I have one, 
that I was never around…
growing up. 
Divided families do that, 
they get...

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Needy

Wants!
They are so hard to handle.
Everyone has one, even if they don’t want one. 
Some try to hide theirs, but it shows. 
I hate to...

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The Yellow House

On the corner of first and no where, 
is a place that serves biscuits and gravy. 
They have grits and liver with onions....

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