Long Deep set Poems

Headlights messaged through midnight windows 
Curtainless glass unable to subdue the urgency 
Car obtained in street nearby was theirs temporarily
Three hour drive to ship leaving island next morning

Two sixteen year old girls barely registered surprise...

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Tenebrae – The World’s Shadow 

A very old, odd man approaches me out of nowhere
with his face contorted, fearful, and noticeably sad.

A strange person truly he is with . . .
deep-set wrinkles that profusely cover...

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I was a bonafide, happy beautician, like a gorgeous, daisy sun as it is rising;
And charming, happy faces were my pursuit, like silvery moonlight uprising.

My days were a flurry of manicures and facials, like nature's...

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Misshapen limbs of the Palo Verde trees add an artistic touch to the landscape. While 
Honeysuckle twine about the old rail fence and the spiny Ocotillo flash scarlet plumes. 

Mesquite trees, older than the homestead,...

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I saw the swifts again today,
High on the wing and weaving the crags to the clouds.

I watched them last from my Fall lawn,
Flickering between fantasy and truth,
And whistling their secrets to the wind.  

They’d...

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I marvel how touch touches deepest chord, 
That rest of senses scarce can ever match, 
Time heals old wounds, touch stays on for long stored, 
And leaves a sign, a lasting mark to etch, 
I...

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He drifts into town on his 
faithful quarter horse called Moose 
who has a three-legged gait 
which gives him saddle sores 
when riding miles from place to place. 

A desert wind storm hits them hard,
he...

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He drifted into town
on his faithful quarter horse called Moose
who had a three-legged gait 
which gave him saddle sores
when drifting from town-to-town.

A desert wind hit them hard,
he pulled his cowboy hat further down his face
so...

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I ask myself
                                ...

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Bevans' lair....

You're in Bevans lair,
a place of disrespect,
You'll find it heaven there,
if you've lost your lives respect.
It's really hell beware,
don't take that fateful step,
I wouldn't want to be you now, I'm telling you.

You've gone and...

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i was walking down the tracks one night, it was dark -no moon above. i was just trying to
make it home, wasn't thinking of falling in love.

i looked into the distance, i saw a bridge...

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Alone I sat quiet quiet as a mouse

In the shrieking creaks of my old and broken house

Watching shadows warp and twist and turn upon the wall

Hearing haunting howls howling begging screams for more

 

“lies don’t...

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I watch a golden sun slowly rise above the eastern sea and my thoughts naturally drift to
her.
I wonder what she is doing, and if she ever dreams of
me.
A southern breeze gently caresses my skin and...

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Dawn ! It breaks! A new born day
I hope there is a change in any sort of way
The sun it peaks through the puffy white clouds
As I sit and visualize - to see clearly
That my...

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You possess me with those eyes of pyromania
a tidal wave of temptation thrashing into my need for euphoria
romanticized on appetite for agile reckoning of kiss ravishing, harnessing my hysteria,
plumed with lashes lent from love's wings,...

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The three disembodied heads on top of a heap of dolls of whom only one is recognizable as a face have very curiously looking deep-set eyes,  
On fire with curiosity and intent on finding...

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You possess me with those eyes of pyromania
a tidal wave of temptation thrashing into my need for euphoria
romanticized on appetite for agile reckoning of kiss ravishing, harnessing my hysteria,
plumed with lashes lent from love's wings,...

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Butterfly wing door vestibule builds anticipation  
Shuffled, carpet muffled greetings, familiar embraces                     
Piloted by...

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You see her from afar
And know her well
She’s that old lady
With the cigarette and unwashed smell
She sits on the floor
A cardboard sheet for her body
Deep-set bags under her blue eyes
Her clothes now grey and shoddy

You...

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Momma's gray streaked hair was her crowning glory,

Why she'd say, each one was unique and told its own special story.

And those deep set wrinkles, they didn't seem to bother her much,

It was just part of...

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The traveler reeked of weariness,
His companion was Fatigue
Wear upon his clothes suggest
He'd come a million league.

Gaunt were eyes deep set and brown
Above his cheekbones high
His being was pure somnolence
And I heard his silent cry.

Hard roads...

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Midnight drips down from the clouds
the sky, infected by her despair turns to ash,
and the grand Concords of heaven mourn
burning the world with their bitter tears,
tears of acid.
Brine from the breeze sticks silver
in the night
glittering...

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If they cage me...
  confine with concrete
cold under feet
  absorbs into soul as I grow cold
Breathing the air
 that isn't there...stagnant wrench
of condemned and contrite
Locked down night sleepless
  Left with silence and...

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Trapped, Scared, Wary

A dimly lighted room,
A boy with no way out,
Heavy metal locks on the polished brown doors,
An abandoned clock ticking away,
Counting hours, minutes, seconds,
Before the predator awakes.

Trapped, scared, wary
Crouched down at the corner of...

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He was young, small, perhaps malnourished
Looking out from deep set eyes, rimmed with neglect
I could see, he wanted ...
To know why?
To know what? ... I did not know.

I sensed he was trying to form the...

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