Death Point Is Poems

You won't be remembered as a marvel 
Or a joy or a pleasure or anything 
You won't be loved or hated or thought of 
Your...

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fearing death we live not life
content living in limitation
but if love be the midwife
with bliss begins our flirtation...

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As the clock continues to move forward;
    Seconds to minutes, then hours to days.
The time allows more thought of beyond,
  ...

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Getting the Point

A stitch 
a stitch
to silence the witch
A sharp sharp needle
to make her twitch

Two eyes of coal
with grey grey hair
Eyeballs gone
and still she stares

Earless...

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Her inhaler is not exorbitant
But should it count much that she's The Buoyant?
Why the breathless condition keep constant?
Black smoke from her kitchen Great Irritant!

Six in...

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Some people say I'm strange,
I guess that could be true.
They just don't understand,
My kaleidoscopic view.

When the world gets them down,
They tap into their pain.
When the...

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You see a junkie, I see
Low self-esteem.
  You see a problem, I see someone
Swimming against the stream.

  You see a coke fiend, I...

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Casted wrong feeling
Yesterday was much better
Today cries for warm healing
For morrow not to be a debtor
Or else, the whole isn't appealing

I never got such a...

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I wonder how long I’ll watch you
Even though you is really me
Waiting for some light to walk through

Perhaps I’ll see something heavenly
Or return as a...

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Cry not for love
    Fore love 
Is the greatest  
Of all things’  
Be not of despair  
For the Heart...

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Tripping Point: An Opioid Odyssey 

There are lines we cannot see, hardly know exist
Until we cross them. Then, as if by trip wire,
The temptress snare...

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Augenblick
By David J Walker

The edge	 the border
     The  verge	the skirt
The last words heard before 
	The brink 
The perimeter	the periphery
The point	...

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i didn’t see it coming
for days walking in a daze
a fog that wasn’t lifting
obviously in shock
one foot in front of the other
on automatic pilot
not knowing...

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“The point man blues” begins . . .

He slogs along all day in the oppressive heat; Constantly fighting the jungle that reaches out around him,...

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This is a picture of me
not standing next to 
Rocky's monument in Philly.

Here I am not sitting
at the table with Rourke
and not drinking whisky
with Angie.

And...

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