Angst October Poems

A Friday in October

This morning was green and mild, with 
no sand, in my eyes, wind from Morocco blew
Once, I was in Casablanca, I bought a...

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October morning
who needs their shoes repaired
Remember the silence
broken by the arguing
October morning used to bring me down
Daughters and Mothers
send each other down
they angst amongst themselves
desperation...

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The summer ends too soon
And the sun is replaced
With nothing but clouds as
Far as I can see, and
Those same clouds at night hide
The moon that...

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On forboding...


The rocky cliffs 
Stark against midnight 
Somber and austere.

Darkness sharp cold drifts 
In hollow halls 
In empty rooms with broken windows!

Deep underground...
In the deepest...

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...a bitter time

WINTER OF MISERY
It clings to all...
Freezing our bones.
Chilling our passion...
Land's are lost in this winters Blizzard...
A cold season of bitter fruits.
A life that...

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OCTOBER

One is for Columbus, Two my Lady
This tropical place rattles memory --
Third cannot be memory of Autumn
The tropics dance to another rhythm

Yet where I am...

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Here I sit...
Behind steering wheel.
My back is numb
My head reels.
Cars pass me left and right
Ribbons of crimson taillights 
Leave traces behind my eye
Deep in my...

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October is not all witches and goblins in my neck of the territory
We are dashing about, preening our tails, storing nuts and berries
Running around screeching...

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A girl stood alone,
In a broad daylight; I admire,
Days changed, but she stood alone,
Will this show end, I desire.

Like Pierrot, she stood in aware, 
They...

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October bade to tune me for its heartache song.
Thirty-one days pelleted stressed pummeled rain.
How rude the tenth one to taunt with feuds weeks long.
No frisky...

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She lingers on the edge of warmth
savoring a cooling kiss
weakened as the distance grew
wondering – how’d it come to this.

Why does she long for distant...

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Inspection Time 2018!

Understandable dear reader, 
     how this scribe bull lime
me bloke omitted mention of 
     one...

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Autumnal Gloom

                      Sorrowful October,...

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I.

I am travelling back to the memory
capable of beheading me.

There was new happiness in that hotel room,
Between momma and I, warring gloom,

Until the phone rang--until...

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How we loved the same
Foods, had the same dreams,
Wanted the same future, longed for the
Same life together, loved the same movies
And songs and books and...

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