Memory 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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I know that
I broke your heart
You felt a useless
Women in the earth
Because I was careless

I know that you
Loved me unselfishly
I proudly owned you,
Your feeling selfishly

But...

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Three Point Shot


You reach the line, an almost perfect semicircle, racing from one side of the court to the other, avoiding the hoop In a...

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Three Point Shot


You reach the line, an almost perfect semicircle,
Racing from one side of the court to the other, avoiding the hoop
In a soft wide...

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At some point in a not-so-far-off time,
your gray matter is going to go to ground,
and though your memories are still around,
I’m sorry, friend, to say...

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TO A POINT

As the wedge thins to the end
And all options have dissipated
Time for alternatives has passed
Just straight on into the buffers
Maybe then this crazy...

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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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Consider the pristine edge of observation,
curtains that raise the intuitive mind, with no hesitation.
That prism that can change the concept,
corridors of memory mirrors precept.
Some mystery...

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A Point of View

	Stray thoughts mingle with an early mornings mist
	That lies across the distant hills
	A flaccid sea caresses pebbles worn
	By time, its goodness and...

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A little Faith.
Is what He's yearned.
But it's gone like a wraith.
Had a glimpse before it turned.

Gone and disappeared.
Without ash or a scent.
Like an extinction it...

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yesterday's 
       trauma
in flashback...

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You are a 15 year old girl;
so young and able;
stature small , petite short not tall,  they hardly see at the kitchen table;
And at...

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A knock, a door opens,
a startled look,
and her, silent, smiling
Years had passed, 
a memory long forgotten,
buried deep within,
a love unrequited
A hand offered became hello,
hello became...

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Point, line and plan



The point is; that every second is counting for your destiny
The point is; that every human encounter is for a reason
The point...

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The Quiet Night

The quiet night belongs to everyone,                 ...

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