Life Longing Poems

i hear the ticking of the clock
it's in my head and in my heart
the pulse of life doubtlessly finite
so many things i want to do

the...

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I saw you today, 
in the wild brown eyes 
of a doe. She studied me 
with an intensity I’ve never known. 
I wondered why she...

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You arrive like the first word
of a language I didn't know
I was born to speak—

slender as the space between
breath and prayer,
a rose opening in the...

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My mind drifts loose 
into the moving art framed by train window.
Houses in the field glitch by— 
brick red roofs and windows
that hold sunset across...

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COMPLICATED GIRL

I woke up to the sound of water, 
splashing on the floor...
I wonder what's got into her now

I jumped up as quickly as I...

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The Sun and the Sea—
a blessing on this perfect day,
while seagulls sing their wild, untamed song.
There’s something here, in this Mediterranean way,
a peace that settles—deep,...

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Emptiness
That is what has been filled inside of me these days
A second feels like a minute and then eternity feels short
I'm slapping on a smile,...

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I wish I were a fancy artsy
living off my creative exploits.

I'd wish to mingle with its class,
commune with the type of people 
who live and...

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Each day she comes to sit and read
A story in herself
It often makes her feel as if
Her life dwells on a shelf

She lived here with...

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The love I have for you won't die
It's like the vastness of the sky
Infinite in length of feet
Immortal, total, full, complete 
I have no means...

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Dearest Ann , today the world completes a soft, golden circle 'round the sun, and in that warmth, your name repeats as if the stars...

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Serried spirits walk on the wind

Paratrooper raindrops collecting courage before descent

Drunk off your paints, tasting life in your landscape 

Heart ablaze, my fantasies have been...

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What's it like to get what makes you feel whole, not even whole jus gives you a reason to live? Gives you a season to...

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I’d like to slip behind
the silence of your eyes,
to wander the remembered roads
your footsteps once believed in—
to see what you saw,
to feel the ache of...

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The red earth remembers my name,
whispers it in the dust that rises,
welcoming me home, not as I was,
but as I have become.

The streets hum, alive...

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