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Alone

I too have been alone
A pain so real like broken bones
Time spent pondering 
About self worth
Sad unnoticed  
On this earth 
Solidarity is a trap
 I pushed away
Found comfort in poison and unhealthy play
Who needs a friend
 When wanting to die 
Comforting shoulder
Waiting to cry
We leave this world
 One soul at a time
No need for company 
That is a crime

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Poets Muse

The poets muse 
Is a whispered lie
Grains of sand
Fragments of time
Lingering love
Fateful kiss
Love once true 
Soon will be missed
This tattered heart bleeds 
Broken it's torn
From woman's anger 
To hatreds scorn
One mindful moment 
An empty soul
The part that's played 
A walk-on role
Love once showered 
Now lies in wait
Held in silence 
For no one to take

David Maynard 2019

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The Race

Downhill dart
In a hard rain
Brakes squeeling loudly
Yielding no refrain 
No line to start
Only a race to begin
Staring at death 
Not expecting to win
Trophy worth taking
The poles are level
Showing no fear
Mimicking the devil
Pall Mall blazing
Fumes fade fast
Confidence fading
This feeling won't last
Chasing destiny 
Life can be a hairpin turn
Reasons written in books
On pages that were burned
Champion to the moment
Clinching the wheel
Finish line in sight
Seems so unreal
Stories soon forgotten 
As quickly as they're told 
Dead end ahead 
Race for the gold
Living in infamy
Instead of breaking just bend
Ride off into the sunset
Disappear in the end

Copyright © David Maynard | Year Posted 2020

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Unsilenced Silence

Fan spinning with an uneven blade
Frogs singing midnight serenades
Traffic stopping horns blowing
Drunks stagger
A man yells
Watch where your going
Horns playing jazz upbeat and in time
Smokers chit chatting on balconies with wine
The steel mill whistle sounds in the air
Pub screams loudly drinking on a dare
Coltrane plays on an old 45
Crackling and hissing aged perfect with time
Wind blowing across the old chimney pipe
Sink dripping not plumbed just right
TV just static 
Pidgeons rustling in the attic
Once the city dies down 
It reminds me it doesn't sleep
As the alarm clock sounds 
I rise to my feet 
A new day the same city
I hurry toward the door
Unsilenced silence greets me with a roar

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Free

Tear drops reflecting a setting sun
The steam tip barrel a loaded gun
Forbidden fruit eaten by the divine
 Grapes of wrath from vine to wine
The wise thirst for knowledge
The fool only time
Wasted thinking of riches
Watching hands of time 
Measuring Gods motions
Plays tricks on the mind
Struggling  soul starved to the core
Torn to tethers 
The world screaming more more more 
One breath
One taste
One last embrace
Things that are cherished in life's big race
Stop running 
Stop counting 
Stop toiling infinitys woes
Why hold a soul in 
That's ready to go

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Falling

First of Fall
Moonlit drive
First of all 
Still alive
First to fall
I survived
Fell to pieces
Cast aside
Fell apart
Failed to die
Fell for Love
Cupids lie
Fall forward
Fall behind
Fall forever
Love is blind
Fall for you 
Fall this time
Fall for love
I wouldn't mind

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Gone

Translucent light through opaque panes
Whistles they sound on Westbound trains
She can't share the guilt
Only I am to blame
Murky water 
Pulled from a spoon
Lovelight  dimmed 
Like a bloodred moon
The day is done 
My task is at hand
This worry will lessen 
Like hourglass sand
The blame isn't mine 
Only a shell remains
She's broken and bitter 
Heart filled with pain
Flooded eyes pouring 
Like a springtime rain
Body shaking and trembling
Hurt still remains
Whispers on deaf ears 
Not giving relief
Falling aimlessly
Like a wind blown leaf
Love that was given
Would help with the storm
Unfulfilled expectations 
Became quite the norm
Hearts made for breaking
Are worn on the sleeve
A blooming rose at one time 
Now only thorns and leaves

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Sierra Sky

Indigo clouds edged with topaz hues 
Stretched thin with an ivory crescent moon
Frogs serenade an evening promenade 
Crickets sing while a lone wolf bays 
Stars Cascade in galaxies far away
Old trees crack as  north winds sway
Trickling streams ripples and fluently flow
Fireflies dance with an effervescent glow
Train whistle bellows the engine roars
Thunder in the distance
The blackbird soars
Lightning illuminates the clear night sky
Tumbleweeds crackle 
Cactus cry
The days first light peeks over the horizon
A new day has dawned 
Quite surprising

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Lost

Love can be wasted 
Bittersweet not tasted
Given or taken
Rejected or forsaken
True in a moment
The minds worst opponent
Blind and crippling
Often rippling
Good and bad
Unwanted and undeserved
Always  there
When push comes to shove
Either in abundance
Or lack thereof

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Help

Breath like gasoline 
hard-headed 
In between 
Ride the rails
Live the dream 
Conscious building 
zero necessary 
no one believes
Probably legendary 
Trash can dinner
woke up cold 
half smoked cig
smelling like the fold
 Nothing left to do 
hang it up now 
Over my Dead body
 shhh not asound
Not one peep
Been two weeks
Eyes wired open
Admitting defeat
Every second of this life 
on my way back to the top 
You'll never keep me down
I'm not gonna stop
 I've been here before
Not staying down
Thought I was beat
 Im still around
 pray for what it brings 
Noone needed anymore
Broken and twisted 
Lying on the floor
You'll see what I mean
 When I'm up again
free from this bondage
Free from the sin
The thrill is gone
 It's was in front of your face 
Instead forever love
Another bad mistake
Hard to see with eyes closed
this is the end 
For the best I suppose

Copyright © David Maynard | Year Posted 2021

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