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A Season For Change

When the final Autumn leaf spirals to the ground,
and a warm Chinook breeze is no longer found.
Bears retreat to their seasonal slumber,
as snowflakes approach in abundant numbers.
Mother Nature steps down from her post.
As old man Winter prepares as new host.
A starving North wind arrives in his horseless carriage,
preparing to join hearts with the Earth in marriage.
Thus for many eve's they shall bind in wedlock.
Till Spring rises from the shadows to create a new flock.

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An Idle Neighborhood

Dilapidated houses line these streets.
Lawn furniture that holds memories,best kept discreet.
Neighborhood air redden of cooking.
Seniors who've weathered the years of onlooking.
A tumultuous life for those who have lived here.
With nothing but boredom,and occasional fear.
Hollow eyed children,blank with thought.
Raised with the beliefs,of what their parents sought.
A neighborhood best adored from afar.
For living here would just add to the scar.

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The Redknuckle Storyteller

Greetings from the RedKnuckle Storyteller,you may find he;s ann odd kind of feller.
Though he'll do his best to write from the heart,and what you don't like you may always tear 
apart.You see,this storyteller has lived an awful life.A life without family,children,a beautiful 
wife.Now some may say my poetry expresses my pain,others say it's a release in anger I 
gain.Personally I write about a society in grief,so many hurting with no sign of relief.I am so 
proud of every man,woman,child from these hoods,for when it comes to unity and strive they 
truly deliver the goods.With the streets getting younger every day,what's a careing man do 
but kneel down and pray.These are our children out there,so who's in charge to step up and 
care..It pains me, that i'm but a single voice heard.who's only given inspiration is sometimes 
a single word.Now go find a drink and a comfortable chair.For we are about to embark on a 
poetry journey where others would'nt dare.

Dedicated to all the missing Women in Vancouvers lower East end.

(MAY THEY NOT BE FORGOTTEN!)  PEACE AND LOVE... T.R.K S

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The True King of the Ring

I had a dream I was in a ring,being boxed around by angels wings.
This went on a many times,then it stopped by a beautiful chime.
A sudden great force ushered me to my corner,where I took a minute to sit.
Then once again the chime began and back out I went to get hit.
I was being hit by a flurrryy of wings,when I found myself going down.
When there he was in the middle of the ring,a bearded man in a long white gown.
He counted me out 1,2,3, up to 8,9,10, then told me to rise and kneel before him
and welcomed me to Heaven.

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A Harsh Reality

Too many children have had to grow without ever having a parent to know.
Ran through the foster parent system,with no one ever asking them.
And what occurs when they get some bad ones,beatings,isolation,sexual assaults done.
Then growing up and living with what occured,their conscience telling them this is absurd.
So they go through life being afraid and believing that those who hurt them must be obeyed.
It truly is a sick circle they must live in,and how this affects others is truly a sin.
So we must try to get them through this and most times it will be hit and miss.
But someone must be there for them,to ask those crucial questions where and when.
For if they never release that pain inside,they will always surely run and hide.
So "PLEASE" dear LORD! Set there evil free,and when they've released their pain could we 
then work on me.

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The Ties That Bind

I fell into a puddle
I fell into a creek
I fell into the ocean
Man, that waters deep

I walked across the sidewalk
I walked acrooss the street
I walked across the Great Divide
Man, how far it reached

I climbed a three step ladder
I climbed a mountain peak
I climbed into a womans bed
Man, that woman freaked

I vowed that I would love her,in sickness and in health
I vowed that I would love her,poor or of great wealth
I vowed that I would love her,till death do us part
Man, climbing in that womans bed was'nt all that smart

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An Idle Neighborhood

Dilapidated houses line these streets.
Lawn furniture that holds memories, best kept discreet.
Neighborhood air redden of cooking.
Seniors who've weathered the years of onlooking.
A tumultuous life for those who have lived here.
With nothing but boredom and occasional fear.
Hollow eyed children,blank with thought.
Raised with the beliefs, of what there parents sought.
A neighborhood best adored from afar.
For living here,would just add to the scar.

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Alive

So many days of my life ,wasted away.
To have them all back,all the riches i'd pay.
For the clock of what's life,turns only one way.
And 24 hours arent much,to live in one day.
So I strive to enjoy what little time I have left here.
Too show as much love,to those people that I hold dear.
For it's them that keep my internal clock ticking.
Them that keep me "ALIVE" and kicking.
For what's being alive, without good friends to share in it.
Seem's to me there'd be emptiness, like a bottomless pit.
So onward I trudge along the hourglass of time.
Hoping for that day,where a few minutes I may shine.
And give unto others that which was bestowed upon me.
To be alive and happy,and have set my evil's free.

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A Fresh Start

Sometimes I wonder if life will ever change.
Same thing day upon day,though my life prearranged.
Waking up to that same old beat of the drum.
(OH HUM HUM)

Seems waiting for my purpose,never shows its face.
An ongoing timeless marathon,
continueing in last place.

Working for THE MAN,just keeps me so uptight.
Even rising out of slumber now,
seems an endless fight.

Discontentment plays a big part,in dealing with lifes terms.
Serenity and happiness,
are what this cowboy yearns.

So many missing pieces,on what my lifes about.
Cant figure out my feelings,
on whether pout or shout.

One thing I know for certain,is that I hold GOD in my heart.
And at the end of any given day,
he will allow me a fresh new start

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Serenity

It seems I crave an endless search,
for the serenity I had at birth.
Accepting things I can not change,
though my whole existence prearranged.
Courage to change the things I can,
mean stepping up and be a man.
Wisdom to know the difference,
comes 1 day at a time.
Only through my Higher Power,
will this trusted servant shine.
So by your guidance grant me,
for my requests are but few.
Take my will and my life,
i'll do my best for you.