Long Keyholes Poems

 Diary Notes: Lament at Dawn A Year Ago and yet now No Change
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Opening Day with a Little Delay

Take me out to the ball game
 Of balls and strikes - bloopers and perfect games; 
 Basket catches, ERA’S, country hardball;
 Foul balls, the pick off, intentional walk, the...

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Diary Notes: Lament at Dawn
				                             …at the...

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The impressions of Doeg, whom slaughtered eight-five priest and their families

Always wanting to play tug of war, to keep me from my reason

Entangled inside black emeralds of broken glass....

Smiling as I reflect upon it all;...

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The impressions of Doeg, whom slaughtered eight-five priest and their families
Always wanting to play tug of war, to keep me from my reason
Entangled inside black emeralds of broken glass....
Smiling as I reflect upon it all;...

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***A Parenting Tale***

He must’ve been
Just barely fourteen, but still off as
A ninja filling a pillowcase
   with chocolate on Halloween.
Although through all other days 
   his ken was an avocado green,
That is...

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In the heavens, the lights slowly went out one by one,
As shadow clouds embraced once more, and the silence 
Seemed almost sacred, as if no voices had spoken there
For a thousand years or more, upon...

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She was afraid of silence. Not the quiet, peaceful kind.
The waiting kind.
The wanting kind. The silence that seeps under doorways and through keyholes.
The silence that floats through hospital corridors. The void one steps into, when...

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Truth wraps around her finger, edges of silk to the scars at her throat.
Her skin is rigid against her own mind.
Every day breaks like glass into the sea of her experience
  -unrecognizable-

Shells press to...

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There are so many doors
Which ones should I choose
Green, yellow, brown, purple
and many different blues

Some of them are rustic
Others modern and clean
Some lead to the future
others back where I've been

Some doors open easily
while quite a...

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Liverpool

When night ends, the fog begins
Heavy as lead!
Shrouding the town:
Once grand
And home of grandeur.
The grand mansions
of old times!
Now in ruins: off white!
Harboring the ghosts of 
The grandeur!
Who would have lived in a house 
Like this?
My...

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It’s a yard sale shopper’s paradise
With hidden treasures stashed amid the clutter.
Like fine bone china chipped about the edges.
It’s an heirloom set with all the pieces krazy-glued together,
Its approximation of perfection
Gives one reason to excuse...

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I started at an early age
Just six years old and I can’t sleep
I need to my boredom assuage
So through mommy’s keyhole I peep.

And what a glorious event
Dad and mom wrestling on the bed
Odd how mommy’s...

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Their house was damp and drafty and the furnishings unique
I guess you'd say the decor was eclectic and antique 

There was an old piano that was often out of tune 
And as a child I'd...

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A clown sadly crying laughter,
Prying it from grimaces that fail to smile.
Upside down grins dying on a joker's face,
Lost in a rain of tears his eyes can't see.

This creature who doesn't recognize wilderness,
A place from...

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I watched you slowly disappear
pacing restlessly back and forth
warbling off-key through the
woozy blackness of a day

I watched you glide upwards
through the slender keyholes
quivering and sun-cloaked
towards the edgeless seasons

I watched you unfurl with rapture
rummaging the vast...

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Seven cities sat* silently in the sandstorm**
Waiting as the wind whipped around wickedly**
Dun walls draped with dirt and dust**
And the darkened sun desperately seeking a dim scenery*

But as the unsecured boards were battered and broken...

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Knowing 
that the keyholes between 
your fingers won’t take me 
laughing down daylight cobblestones, 
knowing your winter blue eyes, 
water off snow, won’t shelter 
the perfect controlled growth 
of corsage or skim carefully 
along the...

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              ~ Keyholes~

    Are for the imaginative ones.
    Some think they are just for keys?
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We hide in suburban castles
behind plaster walls cracked by caged voices
as sleepless nights lay siege to slumbering secrets
guarded by iron gates and wooden doors
weathered by unwelcome whims
We stare through rusted keyholes
only to crawl through locked...

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You skulked down the hidden backstreets of rationality, 
peering through the keyholes of human decency, 
and crawled in through the sewers of thought, 
to whisper your name to the unsuspecting innocent, 
filling them with the...

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Somber dreams, pierced 
by morning light
Dawn’s tight woven tapestry
Unfurled upon the night

Countenances now so cheerful
Not nearly now so fearful
As last they were when wrap’t in fur
Those faces of the night

The gladsome glow, 
so warm to...

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Chill confines a diary of absence
as September keyholes a papered wall.
A smirk tears a face--escapee silence
--styles wall with nothingness, dead ends AWOL.

A bottle of spent wealth parlays about ...
tangled weaves justify the performance.
Pebble leather worships...

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Lazy afternoons on easels
Maples giggle loud with sweetness
Blue and yellow mixed in grasses
Withered wrinkles sink in lilies

Joggers run in fear of dying
Secret trails end in abyss
As the sun stabs days in prisms
Bloody madness grabs the...

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By Mark Miller 03/26/2018

We hold our personal abyss 
Of nothingness sent caress 
Tying the formless substance

Dancing naked existence 
Where meetings forwell
Struggle the forest void reach

Skeletons scratch from blood 
Fighting wayward darkness 
Hiding behind forests breeze

Waiting...

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