Nostalgia Number Poems

From dot number one I draw a line
To dot number two with a pencil fine,
Then on to three, off to the right
Back to dot four,...

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And once again I whisper, "Wrong number."
Twisting the cold cord around my finger,
Sitting there, as cool as a cucumber 
Still knowing why I will always...

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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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Time is a consumer of
lives and souls and thoughts and love
The world that once turned yesterday
has forever gone away

Was it not good, what used to...

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Prelude
The student sits, perpendicular to the piano
Back erect, fingers curled, knees just barely under the keys
Feet not touching the floor
Eyes bright with wonder

The finger strikes...

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Life greeted Death
with an epoch
from the depths of dusk
with a dawn,

the sun rose lucid
with it's soft spotted infant rose
now awake,
hanging heavily harnessed
in the steaming swaying...

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Knock on Moonman's door
Gone. No forwarding address.
Left note 'I'll be back.'...

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UNTITLED NUMBER 1



And as our bodies moved apart
All the bitter dust fills up our mouths
Forbidding love to pass our lips
There were green leaves blanketing the...

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Can’t sleep
My night fades into 
The bright numbers
Of a digital clock

I make coffee
Which at this time of night
Feels good
As it slowly rolls down my throat

Beginning...

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Number Twenty-Five

I was the newcomer to the group
A bored and hungry chauffeur
There on a cold day for hot soup,
Sandwich and the attitude de jour

The afternoons...

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