Long Dry eyed Poems

Clusters of refugee bubbles
         Expelled from the side of my tank
         Rise expanding in upward travels 
  ...

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Nobody has the slightest clue
but there are no leads, either...

We have made sure of that.

The paradigm of who we are
has been
put forth and created
by the ones we love
as much as we created
it in our own...

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Angry shouts echo off of plaster walls,
Painting them sickening shades of despair.
She tries to block the noise out;
But nobody seems to care.
The words aren’t meant for her ears,
She is not the one who the barbs...

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Sing a hymn for Georgie Radford
Who used to build ships on the Clyde
Watch them launch down the slipway 
With a worker’s quiet pride.
His last job was the giant carrier,
The one they put in mothballs,
Then his...

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A cold, dead sun hangs in an unearthly black sky,
Casting putrid light onto barren monotone,
He finds himself afloat as frozen minutes pass by, 
No, not floating. Standing, in an of existence of his own,
Observing an...

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He put the shovel in the earth
With dry eyed dread he shakes his head
He's not a man to show emotion
He'll do the job, dig up ground
go through the motions,  build up the mound
before...

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In the midst of the rains in this the season of Discord
Trials test and pains I am covered by Umbrella of love
In the distance with the dissent restraint 
Collaborating with the air the wind...

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For time passes and I am perpetually left alone; wishing I was weeping with the willows, longing to spread tissues of regret onto lavender fields. There is no room for resentment, no way out of...

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Walking across the long bridge of sorrows,
the only thought that kept me moving along
was the hope of reaching dry land
on the other side of my suffering
Buried in the sands of the past
were my anorexic bones...

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The smoke is a question mark...
My view of you is covered in gray
You pause, look back, then walk away
You’ve neglected to open your umbrella…

Tomorrow, under a different sky
I will listen to the songs of yesterday
The...

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What happens to this poetry embroidered within the walls of my heart, 
When the joy of my words are shattered underneath your feet, 
Can the torture of your empty moon paint a slithering promise, 
Far...

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I came dry eyed and weak across the Sahara
From a distance I glimpsed your glorious shade
Most welcome oasis, much welcome hope
A tree I saw, a shade with none
So I came and embraced your incense
And together...

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she stood there in a daze
by strangers surrounded
they had given her the folded flag
as the last post sounded
keepsake of a warrior
it had graced his casket top
she held it scarce knowing
as the bugle notes stopped
in reality...

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Tell me, did you once feel the love, or was it,
as it is now, a pallid shaft,
the phantom tip of a broken spear?

We gave it up, let the passions out,
scorched the earth with dry-eyed regrets.

Tell...

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Tears
When I was young 
I cried for no one I drowned my sorrow
 In pride of being dry- eyed.
And inside of me a dam of tears not shed 
I had a dog she lived to...

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I shall never forget the day he died
And how I felt deep down
In the pit of my stomach
A complex man does not excuse
Or explain how he treated me.
Abusive fathers remain for a lifetime
Never going away
Leaving...

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