Goodbye Visionary Poems

Quote By Poet "To write poems, I became a poet."

As a writer I love to write,  
I hope my words will take flight.
My quest...

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Steady rock,
Through every storm, I won't let you dock,
I'll hold you close, I'll be your lock,

Till the day I die

But now the time has come...

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Bid goodbye once,
And you shall cry
A thousand suns. 

Bid adieu, 
And you shall have
A heartache forever. 

Leave without saying anything, 
And the sky shall dry
In...

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Space n Time
Out of place

Things are out of grace

Nothing has rhyme or reason anymore 
Losing all trace

Out of our time within our space
Everything is sublime...

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Different Movements of the Seasons are naturally all
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My thoughts drift...back 
...to days-long ago...
like faded photographs...
the sun is
bright... 
the day is brilliant and crisp...

I stand among the forest of lost moments
like, dear, that...

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As long shadows flew out before me
Like raven swings, fluttering
Stiff, gentle winds carry 
Winters chill not far behind

Sun-lit cars are all in sharp relief 
Setting...

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An amber moon rises...
Hanging at the Edge of the World.
Against that oily old black sky;
Heaven's Infinite Stage.

Its Grace is old and precise.
A curious, hue of...

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Give me five minutes to face all the facts.  The notes on the fridge of not coming back.  A half-track of slow turns...

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I.  The coming storm…

Looking into the distance along a windswept beach. Feeling the vast vault of alabaster sky. High! Feeling the cooling winds, as...

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Carry me to my exit strategy
where my body doth bid me,
"goodbye my friend".
Thus too, I deliver myself to
all golden rules written/spoken/lived
to all great truths that...

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What right is it 
of Man to challenge 
creations unknowable plans… 

Is it not the will of vanity 
to keep all in the dark 
or...

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A strike of a match would briefly carve
His weatherworn features
From the darkness full of his words 
Echoes from history of an exorbitant life
A face full...

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The Call of dark tides 
In endless seas I stand!

At the edge of forever 
The river of creation I swam

the current pulls me 
under the...

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Jan 3 2022

new year
new time
isn’t it funny how we request old lives?
soon it’ll be not a new me
an old me craving grey
again I find
looking glass...

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