Voice Prose Poems

I was walking while reading
because this had been recommended,...

Well,...
actually more like required reading
while walking,
rather than too much blindly reading
while passively impassively sitting through
Earth-reflective stalking exercises

For...

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Afraid
Hey you, yes you 
Let's turn the page 
let's speak on why are we so afraid?
I'm not afraid 
oh yes you are 
let me tell...

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She had a voice of her own. She didn’t always sound melodious; but was always true to the ear. Her tone was always in tune...

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Know my heart

I was tired of writing love songs,
But anytime i see you my heart beat gives me melodies,
Your sweet voice gives me tunes,
Your natural...

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There was a man from the town of Shimoda who lived a simple and contented life.
A stonecutter by trade, he would go to the mountain...

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A train door closes packed with passengers.

Destinations being most different than others.

Typical light touches, embarrassing rubbing,
Lastly, the ever so bothersome nudging.

Unfinished conversations, from platform
Carries on...

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Over and over again
 
I’m trying to run from your memory and when you appear in my dreams.
You whispered to me in a sweet dream.
“Over...

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From the pen flows a song
It’s melody gives wings to words,
Wafting upward and outward across space
Harmonic strains
In notes of Praise
Resonate full and deep 
Suspended toward...

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MM 
Menopause Moment


It comes on uninvited
And it doesn't make you excited
Heart flutters ensue
To an almighty hue
Of crimson red 
Lighting up your face and head

Next comes...

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There is one who hung the stars in place.
Who set the cosmos like a timepiece 
In sure rotation across the velvet sky.

He saw his reflection...

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Two dog night

A stillness had crept in under a cloak 
of finely sculptured snowflakes, descending 
quietly from an oppressively heavy sky. 
It blanketed deserted streets
...

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Pray,
If you should tell
All that you have bottled up
Who will you tell?
Who will believe you?
Stories of swollen head, slit lip
Blood, brimstone and bonfires 
Laboriously ignited...

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volcanoes rise
out of the sea.

purple gardens.
i climb up

a mountain
of blue-green grass.

a young woman’s voice
whispers,

“how calmly you indulge
my dreams.”

dark sky rolls in
like the hiss

of firecrackers.
the woman...

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Emptiness can hurt 
No one hears the silent screams
Fighting for a way out
A race to the dirt
Surviving the dreams
Destroyed without a doubt
Does the sting ever...

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My comings and goings disturbed her a great deal. So we sat on the sofa
and shared freshly popped corn. Let's make a deal lit up...

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The bright-eyed explorer. Raw Umber of a shelf. Thoughts, ideas and a new story every day. Of Fukuyama and Dostoyevsky; the quest for knowledge. The...

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Dreaming of Scotland


She was as pretty as a picture.
Fate had brought her to me at a dark tavern in Germany.
Her raging brown eyes and
auburn hair...

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Before they silence my voice
Under jackboots and bone crushing dogs
I must set fort before dusk
As I am shielded 
By his gore
And crafted like Daniel
In the...

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Can you hear my voice,
on the other side?
I call quietly out to reach your ear, 
and hope your heart will listen.
I don't care to reach...

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Is it acceptable to rate expression, to assign correctness and wrongness of a feeling- not the immoral or moral sense but of standardizing emotion? And,...

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