Mains Poems

At the Graves Gate

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"A grave wherever found preaches a short and pithy sermon to the soul.” Nathaniel Hawthorne
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Hiku: two teenagers in love

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Hurricane

...Hurricane

You crash ashore like a savage one-eyed lion attacking its prey. Hunger gnaws at your belly, the trip from Africa has been long. Wind like claws slashing and ripping, ro...

The Radiant Smile Of A Woman

...The smile of a woman in the spring is prettier
Than the dancing glow of the yellow tulips of the pond
As said the other: her face is embellished and polished
With honey syrup. She really has a cha...

La route

...La route, c’est traverser l’Amérique, mille fois,
C’est un idéal, qu’on ne réalise que parce qu’on est en vie,
C’est un rêve qu’on poursuit dans une voiture,
C’est des montagnes qui barrent l’hori...

Twin Kisses

...Hello
Goodbye
Good evening
Ad vitam aeternam.

With my two hands
I kiss you for life
For tomorrow's flowers
And happiness on the rugs.

A kiss on the left
And another on the right
It's no...

Salvage A Whir

...Stair carefully dear into the unknown abyssal void.

Pier was once past and now rotted and rictus, petrified.

Hue manatee threaded ten den and garnet.

Ruby teardrops and crimson Damascus drip...

The Moving Truck

...The moving truck is there,
will they be going soon?
They truck is loading everything,
I watch them as they do.

The moving truck is there,
it’s got a seasoned crew,
the truck is loading everyt...

eels

...Let’s be eels, 
Let slip into their hands,

Let’s be eels,
Let’s explore the rivers
Before they catch us,

They’re waiting for us downstream,
To hurt us,

We are eels,
We know better than ...

ukrainian regrets

...There was poetry,
In the open fields,
On the slanted blueberries,
On the skirts of schoolgirls,

There was poetry,
In the sunny cupboards,
In the quiet gardens,
In the sweet air of spring,

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- Dead End Street -

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                                      Admit you lost track
                                   under a blue fever moon
                                      Buckle your seat belt
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The Heroes of Buzzard's Bend, Part Iii

......Then he could see it, the boils,
on their neck and wrists, bright and red,
he felt an itch on his own back,
and felt a cold moment of dread.

Now Diaz could not ignore it,
and Mains’s words ...

The Heroes of Buzzard's Bend, Part II

......But Mains just shrugged, then said, “Let’s go.”
offered the wrists to his bandittos.
Two of them led the man away,
Diaz fumed more watching him go.

Denied the chance to see him beg,
denied ...

The Heroes of Buzzard's Bend, Part I

...Now I know you’ve heard the story
of how I all was way back when,
when cowboys rode with Indians
near our small town of Buzzard’s Bend.

Not long after the Civil War,
when it was a hot mining c...

Wonders of Love

...Life is short
But love can be shorter 
I wonder if love could ever be overwhelming 
I wonder if we could ever get tired of love
I wonder if we’d push people away because they love us
Is that wha...

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