Relationship Myth Poems

When two halves of two hearts
Match as a whole
Lips were made to fit
Your eyes are a reflection of yourself
You think the same thoughts
At exactly the...

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What if mind over matter became reality?
This would reverse the polarity,
of mind and matter duality, and their relationship as lovers.
The mind would become the vessel...

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VII.
It was one year, minus a day,
when Reg ventured back to her home,
he’d gotten work running cattle,
all over Nevada did roam.

But the whole time he...

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VI.
Reg looked from the dinner table,
heard the door take a hard pounding.
Jolene frowned, said, “He sounds sober…
He’s much worse when he doesn’t drink.”

But Reg knew...

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V.
Reg did nothing but embrace her,
it seemed like the right thing to do,
she said, “Let’s just go back to bed,
it’s much nicer lying with you.”

The...

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IV.
An awkward silence fell on them,
Reg felt bad, and looked at his feet,
“I didn’t mean to pry,”he said.
she laughed and said, “Don’t look so meek.

“There’s...

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III.
“Excuse me m’am,”he did call out,
“It looks like you could use some help.”
The woman looked up cautiously,
if she feared him, he could not tell.

“And what...

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II.
Now Reg was good at pressing flesh,
always had a gift for the gab,
in twenty minutes the locals
treated him like the best friend they had.

He bought...

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I.
He was riding south from Boise,
having split from the other men,
they’d got together for this job,
would not see each other again.

It was much safer doing...

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Keres and Erinyes 
they shall stand there
unashamed
proud and rich
with the thought of
being pleasing to the eyes
the Caruncle of men shall
twitch in amazment
and the caruncles of...

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Cackle like hens
 might the fox
 find you
he spoke. 
that those who
feedest thee sowest not
but sprinkle grains to fatten
might the fox
spoil the harvest
there labors shall...

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When death, like silence 
Creeps into or sleepy lives

We feel the moorings untie 
The threads that tangle our lives

We feel the currents of emotion upend...

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Introduction: one of the nice aspects of having an oeuvre as a poet is the ability to see where you have changed over the years....

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A trio of people 
stand arms embraced
all distant in space
Around a fourth 
all forgotten of face
The room is bare 
only a single bulbs 
hangs here...

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From ruined halls of a corrupt little apartment 
I flee with my children, trailing after me 
No more the hard hand of hate 
On my...

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