Hate Mountains Poems

She came dressed in the finest of green
To tell the story of a mighty Queen
Who once lived in the hills and vales
Of a distant land;
Where...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Do me truly,

because I wish I never had,

hate me bizarre because weed doesn't hit far-

forstall and say 'your friend',

tell the whole world that it is...

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First Impressions
lasting thoughts...

Do you drink, do you smoke, 
do you toke, are you broke? 
What is important to ask, 
but more important to know. 

Did...

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My Kid Sister

I have one, 
or at least sort of. 
I have one, 
that I was never around…
growing up. 
Divided families do that, 
they get...

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New and Reused…Wrappings

Paper,
blue, green and red, 
yellow and gold together, with bells. 
I dream about all the holidays, 
that have passed by, 
since you left....

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This happens to me ever Fall
when the first frosts slick the grass,
I see the mercury plummet
and I hope the cold comes fast.
Though I try not...

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Not Every Day is Perfect

I took my pad to the park today. 
I wanted to find an idea for a book. 
I was blocked…you know…...

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Slithering distractions

Taunting from the narrows
Rummaging the pain
Oscillating arrows
Lasting is the stain

Lurking in the alleys
Seeking other’s tears
Once the number tallies
Nudging on the fears

Slithering distractions
Ominous display
Undesired actions
People...

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A whirlwind of pity,
a loss of pride,
Extreme insecurity,
bound to my side.

A mountain of emotion,
a puddle of hope,
fear entwined,
no way to cope.

A complete disaster,
impossible to fix,
love...

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My minds division,

To hate or forgive what’s the decision,

Separated like the Berlin wall,

Inflicted heart of pain I stall,

So much cruelty I never understood,

The difference of...

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Silent Lies 

Silent lies
Silent tries
Silent deceptions upon the meek
Blaming Yahudi or any others of different speak
Whoever doesn’t subscribe to propaganda’s blubber

The gardens of Babylon had...

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~

She was my muse,

A Goddess,

One might even say one of nine.


She was beautiful in every way,

Still is, in fact - but beautiful in a sad,...

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Rolled about a bit I’d say
Since Nell and I first met
Denver down to Old Fort Lauderdale

Flatland fever hit one day and
Drowning in our sweat
Mountains pulled...

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Old Campfire Memories Still Endure



Come sit with me around the crackling fire
every night camp needs its burning glow
Of Nature's forest exploring I never tire
often with...

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