Some Other Poems - Poems about Some Other

“Some Other Poet, White Iris” When I look in the mirror what do I see? I question existential questions and fiction, my eyes are the eyes of another staring back at me, perceived through the glassy tear film that separates us glides another life in a timeless place where observant, that Other watches within that strange oculum holding pen, a shadow...

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*Sorry to carry on about this. My regular muse is gone and I can only write through the pain. I sat at the red light that seemed like forever As my life flashed before me, pictures, memories My stomach burned with pain into my back As I tried to accept, I will not escape the recent ...

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It could simply be a midnight musing, where these ears are not! A life floating in NAY-Nay sound is also a simpering one, throughout! I call it: Just a “mood swing”, and it feels overwhelming, quite often these days! Everyone is nailing my thinking mind, hinting I might need a screw...

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Will we still have a skin to jump out of when we are flesh no more? Will we skinny-dip inside a thimble? Will Summer rain still softly kiss? Will there be Harley’s, plasma shotguns? Will most things not be worth waiting for? Is this old world a head-fake, an insubstantial place for our many bodily functions? I may be a hologram of you and you...

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The dead move among us looking for where we were. Only occasionally do time lines connect. My dead dog still sticks her wet nose in my ear when I in my troubled sleep she visits, but she is not there. she is off tracking a ghost twenty years before this man I am now. Today I am on the doorstep of of a Thai restaurant -...

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I am in this place and you are in that. I suspect you are in a different place, one I have yet to recall, or visit. Same goes for my dog, but now and again her wet nose in my ear wakes me up from a troubled sleep. Same goes for the mean snake slaying Siamese cat that scratched me to pieces. I reckon...

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Alone was I without condole nor ease. Indebted to the world was only me- My parents taken too young from disease, but rich in hope and faith I would agree. Affection of a husband not bestowed, abandoned with remorse when I was born- I walked a path where cruel pain did explode, betrayed in my heart with a smile forlorn. I...

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Scary like some other long winded stories Watching the rise and the fall of a kingdom Walls once rebuilt again tumble the ground Allowing the beasties free reign in the village Bellowing out o’er the wickedest sound Pacing the streets, seeking out bits of garbage Leaving their stains on the innocent few Leering in windows where children are hiding Tender young things and...

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For Old Star-Gazer Master Khayyam – a name like Shakespeare’s for “some” other giants – Part Two III Is there an answer...

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For old Star-Gazer Master Khayyam – a name like Shakespeare’s for « some » other giants - Part One I Why don’t they ever come back? ...

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everything's in bloom in the sweltering june with legs of vine and pools of wine. with the taste of summer and some other lover. you pulled me through fall with your once daily calls, speaking exquisitely of my smile. but with deliberate denial your love did expire, exiling my drunken desire for some other lover. the night takes control of my heart-shaped hole which you dug into...

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I wander through my memory The endless trail of what might be To find a tale of once was me And things I could or wouldn’t see Each stumbling step revealed a trace Another me some other place Just one more thing I couldn’t face The seething wounds of my disgrace Twas more than merely memory Or something loose I couldn’t place I...

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some other thinking not mine some other thinking not mine sure they mean well they tell they hoist the boom and bring it down on you explaining to you just what you have to do as iff the gospel is given unto men in paychecks the 20 dollar bill is lord and master now to them wear the gun invisible on...

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Whose woe wooed me woefully and banefully banished my love? I'll tell this tale some other time! With all my longing long gone and my heart hurting heartily... Let me be, I'll tell this tale some other time. Destiny ditched me dearly and life left me in a lurch... Let me be, I'll tell this tale some other time. Squalls submerged my ship and sunk me silently out of...

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Today is not the day to change, I fear my heart feels rather strange, For ever since the day did break, I could not strain; my heart can't wake. The sun burns bright, it swells my skin, The birds chirp loud of mortal sin, Although she's left, I long for Night, We weep alone, away from sight. Tomorrow's moon waits still below, For me,...

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