Time No Choice Poems

I stand in solitude
I refuse to be the anchor
Upon another's neck.

I prepared for everything- I thought...
But being murdered slowly
By life itself?
Now that, I did not...

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Embryonic oaks lie upon the grass, their browns a gift to my eyes. I stare at the acorns for a while, letting this moment of...

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Oh, your long arms
and your hands..
could you know love
what they mean to me?

Try to be James Dean cool 
as if any man could ever be
I...

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Dripping dripping, the sound resounding
Like echoes abounding
Stronger stronger, louder sounding 
My head is pounding

Throbbing throbbing the pain is increasing
Like a jack hammer never unceasing
Longing longing...

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One night I fell and began to disappear
Also disappearing were things I held dear
No chance to choose in the words spoken
Now it's only my heart...

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Teacher leaves me no instructions.
I am a last second substitute
I will be here an hour, and I have no idea what I am doing.
One of...

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“ NOBODY  ASKED  ME  “

 NOBODY ASKED ME BUT I WAS THERE
 I WONDER DID ANYBODY CARE
 WITHOUT A VOICE I DIDN’T...

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First times 
are meant 
To be special 
Or so I wish.

With a lack 
Of experience
And a timid 
Demeanor,

I never learned
How to say no
To a person
That...

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I'd mentioned raspberry magnums
Then conversation stalled
Glancing in the freezer I saw 'dark chocolate and red berry' the freezer was closed and off I wandered

Today in...

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There was a time when helping people was an easy thing to do,
The right thing to do,
Now we ponder to do or not to do,
And...

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A free voice, (is coming out) breaking chains falling
There's a mighty shout.! Despite the deadners and
Burned out )folk( there is hope in its scripting drawn
From...

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...Jack couldn’t believe such nonsense,
said, “You’re not a shrink, you’re insane.
I’ve been a farmer all my life,
And no one has cut on my brain.”

Johns handed...

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...Jack watched her go, rather confused,
he looked to Johns and said, “That’s strange…”
Johns nodded, said, “It will made sense,
there’s much that I have to explain.”

He...

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Jack Ripton lived a quiet life,
west Kentucky, in rolling hills,
he’d been farming there for ten years,
all according to his own will.

He’d never been much for...

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I just dreamt I needed to read the poem "Darklessness"
It's makes no sense now
As I slept I was troubled
The resolve called into question over and...

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