Fear Zebra Poems

Come Back 

The air is thick
and hard to breathe. 
I am tired of waiting, 
but will never give up. 
You have been too long, 
but...

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distinct call of zebras, to another,
a warning, not to move any further!
a long snort with a few more neighing sounds,
as they cross Mara between sandy...

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Still Daylight
In the Dark

The days are gathering…
dust, 
and so am I. 
Not intentionally, 
but metaphorically. 

I longed to have more time. 
I dreamed I could...

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Have You

Ever wondered how it happens?
How the last person stays, 
How they make sure, everyone else gets out?

Ever wonder why?
Is that important? 
As long as...

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The Passing of Fear
A mark on the door…

It is so quiet here, 
I believe that I can hear a snake, 
meandering across the dirt road,...

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I Know

I am not afraid.
The list is very long, 
of positives and good things. 
There is no reason to fear.
That is the number one reason,...

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Like a New Day

Every day is, the same...
and not. 
I long to go to work. 
I have lost my mind?
What a crazy statement.

I used to...

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The End of Nothing

I am sitting...
waiting and thinking. 
Really going crazy, 
slowly insane. 
I am at home, 
trapped. (by discretion)

My guy is in the building....

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Fear

It is a very small demon. 
It is a tiny monster, 
that never stops chewing on;
anything it can get. 

It is the one that hides,...

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Cyrus...

President of the country, 
not like any that came before. 
Or... Like any that will follow. 
Standing in the gap between the flood, 
and the...

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Wake

What is that noise?
I have heard it before?
In the ramblings...
of my loved ones words? 

I must get up and seek it out.
I rise like the...

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Another Day

Dreaming about tomorrow, 
it is all that I have.
It makes me happy. 
When there is no other way. 

I wish that you could come...

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The Pirate

This is an ongoing story, 
about the limits of the library. 
It can take you as far as you can go, 
but it is...

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Dance in the Fire

The storms will hit soon. 
The cellar is full. 
The water jugs are lined up. 
How long...?
At least thirty days...
but in reality,...

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Darting Arrows

Skippy shadows, 
at the corners of the walls, 
ceilings, and floors. 
Easiest seen by those that drink, 
do drugs, foreign or domestic. 
But they...

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