Places Watching Poems

You're here, I'll let it linger, 
keeping your flame alight. 
Apparently, I was getting manipulated, also, I gave you too much power. 
As a result,...

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** Watching Time **



From all analog to any
Digitally shown markings
Of humanity’s invented 
Way to watch over Light
— passing or coming —
Time…

In less than a breath,
So,...

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when the weather warms up 
     my backyard garden comes alive with song birds
 oh, so many singing ... like robins,...

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It's hard to put
yourself together.
Parts go missing
or simply don't fit
in the places where
you think they should.

You're never fully here, 
there's always a fragment
of yourself off...

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Subconsciously searching,
something secures my gaze,
spectacular it seems,
significant somehow.
Studying the scene, I 
simply can't shift away,
steadily observing.

4-21-2021
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There are ghosts in the night,
and they're watching us as we dream.
Yet these are not there for fright,
or to grin and stare as we scream.

They...

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A chorus of the hungry
Father, we are here, singing choruses
To a crowd of witnesses 
A scattering of utterances among crows 
Muttering things 
About this and...

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Birds to watch r' alotta fun 
In the garden while they play 
Alongside weeds and shrubs overrun
They flock to the open outdoor spray
Which cools them...

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It lies beneath the interred
spirit of a man, when
death is close at hand.
I sense it manifest within
that restive, intermittent spark
that had seemed to be no...

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Always seeing them no matter where I go,
Expressions same as one seen every morning in my mirror.
Some missing those lost while others hope for just...

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Throughout my day one watches
Over every move I make.
That same someone is guiding
Each earthly step I take.

Once, through faith, I asked this man
To clean and...

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Houses on parade
Guards to civilisation
A great divide between man and space
Escapism opposed to reality

Sentinels stand at either end of street
Neighbourhood watch
Dangerous tongues gossip
Prepare for another...

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Through the window, I watched
the first city lights grow restless at dusk
I counted them among stokes of colour-
A hint of magenta in lazy blue
Shining-
along the...

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open       
spaces
made me brighten with possibility;
always I'd climb toward a further view;
the fence, the apple tree,
the garage and even...

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Watching as Life Goes By
     By Dane A. Smith-Johnsen

The Interstate Traffic,
Composed of many folks,
Landscapes very graphic
In sun or when rain soaks.

People...

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