Long Shakily Poems

In a house high on a hill an old man grows weak, many years have gone, he lays in his old bed,
Back in the day, a dashing young officer with a brilliant red uniform he...

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My youth minister once told me that seventeen was too young to have felt the pain that I'd felt. She told me that seventeen was too young to be so corrupted, so scarred. According to...

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Voting day at long last has arrived.
Scrambling through closet,
a cavernous space in accumulation.
In the deepest darkest corner, 
purpose achieved, 
garnering my three by five inch American flag,
glorious yet demure.

This my opportunity to come out of...

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Your eyes are aglow

Leading through them

vines

Mysterious thoughts

Wondrous skies

What are you thinking?

I want to know

Rose petal cheek

Drop of dew falls from  your eye

What memories pain you so?

I wish to unlock your troubled past

I'll walk through...

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...To prove his point he even opened his shirt,
laid bare his sternum so our blades could stab,
but we were all frozen by what we’d heard,
the worlds just sounded so utterly mad.

He believed he was possessed...

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As the sun began to set, cursed words smeared the screen
A familiar face vanished everywhere I once loathed to see it
It was a heady rush I never dreamed of experiencing
The taste of iron on my...

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As I wandered about the lush lawn
In the gazing ball I glimpsed
A breath-taking young woman with a touch of innocence
In her soulful, violet eyes.

I was mesmerized by her beauty
And I had to look up to...

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He rides his horse of thunder,
A pride like there's no other,
He is my rain to my blazing fire,
My weakness, my heart's desire.

I tried to run but I can't; wanting to flee from his embrace,
yet here...

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I asked a scientist to make an olive's leaf,
So green with its juices,
Smelling spring and sweat from gatherers hands.
He answered that he couldn't.
I asked him to make the light of the sun,
Reflecting its warmth in...

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-I love the simplicity of the old one. But this extended version is special, I think...-


Caskets unmade 
Naked bodies sprawled in waste
Yellow, white and pale brown skins all in one
Emaciated fear lingering in the pale...

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The frigid metal against skin,
	My desperate ending without sin.
I hold it tight, poised over my wrist,
	I want to stop, but the knife insists.
Salty tears running down my cheeks,
	I apply pressure to the end I seek.
I...

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The frigid metal against skin,
	My desperate ending without sin.
I hold it tight, poised over my wrist,
	I want to stop, but the knife insists.
Salty tears running down my cheeks,
	I apply pressure to the end I seek.
I...

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In one ghost whisper of a town,
the mourning sunset had bloodshot eyes
A tombstone place that was
	long shadow 
past it’s boomtown prime
Withering eureka hope       fills the short cups
of the abandoned...

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Across the table they held their gaze, his eyes knew where they belonged

No music was playing in the room, yet they heard their lover's song

He held her hand a little firmer, gave a smile, let...

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Far away in a distant land
Where nobody knew my name
I carved out a throne of ice
And buried myself in the womb of winter

The Reaper held my hand
And the other held piles of pills
I shakily held...

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The black river mills are seen in the distance
The red skies show spiraling, gray clouds
The earth is man’s canvas
And the mills slowly mix the paint
We have seen the devastation
We have felt the desperation
Some of us...

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I refused to look you in the face, or speak your name.
But at last, at long last, I knew:

I forgive you.

Or at least I want to.

After five years of knowing that the pain was tearing...

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'Shakily, I ran to my deer whose hip was now broken,
and sat down beside it without a single word spoken!'
I gave comfort, while staring into the pain-filled brown eyes,
knowing there'd be no more flying tonight...

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Rising from the desert sand
was a shimmering mirage
of a thousand shouts
	Heated winds of fanaticism,
	intense and blowing violently loud
Shrill calls to blood prayer seethe,
breathing fiery invocations
of a perverted philosophy
Screaming death to the infidels — 
a scarlet...

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I’m aroused, to take you 
on my long ride.
An urgency to have you
explore my stealth –
prodding, poking, pleasuring.
Standing solid strong.
Massive head, elevated
above the rest, ready too!
impale your abyss
impale your deepest sanctuary.

I touch; Yes there
where your...

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Homegrown deprivation weeds of poverty
taste like grassroot famine
Detroit dark amber alert operatic style ...
Ms. Sing Hope
is an Ursa skydive dirt bier
Purchasing uninsured ash fault grief
from an actuary worm liar
She has an octave register three days...

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Living life with intention sounds positive.
What if your intention is to give up because
living that life had completely lost all appeal?
Doesn't sound so positive now, does it?
Sleeping becomes a distant memory as
one day shakily blurs...

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COWARDICE
 
My Good Brother
My Good Brother;
When did you turn to be a woman?
A fearful woman polishing your face with several 
Bright assorted creams,
Tending your hair with expired permanent waves,
Wearing very short and transparent dresses that...

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It’s a perfect day to ride a plane.
Looking outside from the lounge, the air
feels pristine scrubbed by rain the night before.

Now the plane seems to hold its breath, 
heave a sigh, clutch its steering wheels...

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The Blue Plant 
In a clearing in the woods there is a blue plant
that is illuminated from the inside and shines
long after dark, but if you stop and stare its
four petals curl, that light is...

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