Huskey Mountain Ode
...Gravel crusted potholes, all slathered up with mud,
And ruts that jar your bones served on the side.
No place to turn around: I know because I've tried;
The heavy rains bring washouts from...
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Categories:
washouts, home,
Form: Rhyme
Death of a Town
...A town wheezes the last rites over
its people through phlegm-ridden
lungs and turgid cankers.
Its blistered wounds are coated
in the mud that lines its harbour
and creeks.
The loss of th...
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Categories:
washouts, aubade, betrayal, corruption, death,
Form: Free verse
A Fire In the Heart of Our Darknes
...we sat, my brother and I
leaning against the old wood pannels of the room
the smoke engulfed us like breath
as the threat of violence loomed
his voice was quiet still
passion and regret burned...
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Categories:
washouts, war,
Form: Prose Poetry
Bi Polar
...Watching the astronauts
We see the light of the world
Above ly their thoughts
They appear in a rainbow swirled
But my mind has been put into a transmission
Like an old telephone the message is...
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Categories:
washouts, depressionme, time, , literature,
Form: Rhyme