The Weight of a Word
...Don’t crown yourself solid
If your loyalty only echoes in empty rooms,
Spoken loud but hollow,
Like a drum with no rhythm,
Like a prayer with no soul.
Keep your promises like weapons—
Clean, ...
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Categories:
limps, deep, emotions, inspirational, meaningful,
Form: Free verse
The Long and Winding Road
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Too much pain wrestles in my dark,
forcing limps that stifle my spark.
Trekking "the long and winding road,"
I seek You for a faith reload.
Praising Your road paved with faith's seed,
I ...
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Categories:
limps, angst, change, emotions, freedom,
Form: Lay
some days
...
the floorboard that gasps when stepped on
the blue bulb pulsing in an amber-lit room
the coffee stain colonizing your blue shirt—
some days, we’re nothing but
a tiny inconvenience
sharpen a ...
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Categories:
limps, life,
Form: Free verse
Bones
...Imagine,
I heard her loud painful fading groans
I looked at her swollen face
And saw the blood gushing out of her body
She was slowly fading
And I was only fourteen
Her heartbeat had stopped
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Categories:
limps, abuse, death, loss, pain,
Form: Free verse
Harvest Moon O're Withered Fields
......the village shivers a hive of restless souls
skin pricklin' with anticipation
as costumed runners fixin' to gather — hearts a-thrummin'
like trapped hummin' bi...
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Categories:
limps, autumn, culture, halloween, humanity,
Form: Dramatic Verse
ELASTIC ECSTASY OF SUMMER
...And then sun proves
its mettle. Its warm rays hit
neighborhoods, forests and all
at enlarged angle of impingement.
Brightness and heat return
to maximize uplift of moods.
Energy is injecte...
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Categories:
limps, appreciation, summer,
Form: Free verse
I feel not like meeting you - I
...Now that when darkness dares at me,
The flame of life flickers in me,
And loneliness stares at me,
I feel not like meeting you.
My life’s sun having set in me,
Its midnight having met in me,
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Categories:
limps, life, lost love,
Form: Rhyme
THE EVER DWINDLING FEW - USA version
...THE EVER DWINDLING FEW - USA Version
Beach Omaha
At Omaha an old man stands and limps down to the shore,
Where on this sand he crawled and ran so many years before.
The skirl...
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Categories:
limps, america, beach, conflict, history,
Form: Rhyme
Pink Cellophane
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I'm sitting in an old station
Waiting on a train
I don't see the clouds
But my knee says it's rain.
I just ate a cold sandwich
Out of pink cellophane
I'm going back to Michigan
And my fami...
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Categories:
limps, travel,
Form: Narrative
THE EVER DWINDLING FEW
...THE EVER DWINDLING FEW
At Juno Beach
At Juno Beach an old man stands and limps down to the shore,
Where on this sand he crawled and ran so many years before.
The skirl of pipes stil...
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Categories:
limps, conflict, courage, fear, soldier,
Form: Rhyme
Little Bit
...Little Bit waddles and limps downstairs at the sound of my voice. Barks at the hyperactive English Springer with all the fervor of Boris, the Russian Wolfhound, of Disney’s Lady...
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Categories:
limps, animal,
Form: Haibun
Good Vibrations
...Good Vibrations
It’s been one year,
three months
and two days,
since Floyd last rode his Harley.
Damn stroke!
His F-ing left leg don’t work
and he barely grips with his left hand.
Sh...
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Categories:
limps, age, angst, courage, encouraging,
Form: Prose
Dear Old Golden Rule Days
...~ Dear Old Golden Rule Days? ~
The 2023 school year mercifully limps to a close
Seems eons ago when students could afford to doze
No more - Today they'd better stay on their toes
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Categories:
limps, books, change, community, culture,
Form: Rhyme
Some Names Annoy
...I maintain some names badly annoy,
Whichever way one might them employ:
In just minutes turn one into flame
like hands and feet one's self esteem maim.
I never prayed for Dragon as name.
Charl...
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Categories:
limps, anger, cry, humanity, integrity,
Form: Rhyme
Maybe It Was Destiny
...While the heat of hope sparks the sight.
Nudge the dawn of a fresh, bright day.
Moon still stinks from the house of light.
Thus, the star's hearts should fade away.
Just focus on...
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Categories:
limps, analogy, appreciation, beauty, emotions,
Form: Rondeau Redouble
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