Art Familiar Poems

In this familiar room where my soul 
was ripped out of my body,
were faces whom I once deeped hands 
in the same bowl with,

In this...

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She crept into my heart again whispering,
Her voice calm with a tempting pink lips.
She tempted my lips for a bountiful kiss,
I never declined of her...

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I take you to dance
In your dress of blue.
Santana’s black magic woman is playing tonight.

Swaying to the music, I wonder about your true home,
Your tangled...

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I’ve a vast store of mem’ries about Chicago
as I’ve lived there for a couple of years
helping out in the parish of many immigrants,
especially Mexicans and...

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Turbine whistling
Wait...
Until all is green
Time to go
 
That familiar quickening
Of a heart
Trained in the art of war
To do battle
Rotors spinning
 
Left and right...
The tech calls
Clear!
Progressive...

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I was quiescent and reposing on a wooden chair

to a faraway distance the vista seemed nothing.

I was engrossedly thoughtful in an empty stare;

In this somber...

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