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William Haynes Poem
On the dim lit streets of New York town
You danced for uncrowned kings
The whiskey harsh upon your lips
With eyes that could not see
And I'd await by the ocean's shore
With the horses tethered fast
For dawn would draw you homeward
From each exotic dance
You sought for what M'lady
While youth a withered vine
I had but love to give you
The rose of velvet time
In silks and pleasure lay your dreams
As stone became your heart
And I rode fast upon the winds
But your voice bade me come back
So life remained until the morn
When the music lost all rhyme
A sad goodbye upon the grave
The rose of velvet time
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In the shallows of junkyard avenue
Where fiery-red stallions are mounted by devils
And desolation is your last cigarette
I staggered from the weight of her kiss
As distant cannons sounded
And angels sought shelter
Fear is often the lonesome traveler
And I drank from her cup, hungrily, thirsty
She was my sustenance, my manna from heaven
And I courted her with both wine and sweet song
I lived in her dead embrace
And never tired of her hot breath on my flesh
A man can bookmark his soul with a thousand
wounds
Yet never own a dream
I left her a rose and words that I can no longer
remember
In the hidden places; on the darkest of nights
She whispers still
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I placed all of which I am in your hands
Dreaming of the gulls in Long Beach
Your letter had the allure
Of perfume and whiskey
Salty kisses at midnight
I wrote words for you
Carried aloft by
Sparrows under moonlight
your reply was whispered
With passion's hungry tongue
And I was taken by you
Forever
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Stars play so pretty in your hair
As you lose your gravity to my heart
Planets spin lazily in the contours of your eyes
If I remove my face mask, will we be able to
breathe together? And if we are pulled apart would the
Universe fade out?
On the moon I promise you the earth and mean it.
You laugh.
I am very much in love until very much in love
Becomes a poem, very much in love, very much in
love,
Very much in love. Our love is the poem, every
line, every word. You laugh I love, I remember when
I held the door for you. I remember when I offered
you my seat. I remember when you took it. The
seat was my poem, my poem to you; better than
a carving on a tree. The seat ran on petrol, drove
around town, a mobile poem. My poem just drove
down Ventura Blvd. Since we broke up it searches
for other poems. i wish it luck.
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William Haynes Poem
The lady had her day
Of bright lips and mystery
In summer she was Muskeg
Each winter a monsoon
It was as monet
Her refusal to weep
And had my courtship
Proven less lissome
If I had not cast lots
With vagabonds and dreadnaughts
Then perhaps, say I, perhaps
Time would not be vain
And the lady
Still ever vivid in circumstance
And moon fall
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William Haynes Poem
The house on the corner with the white swing
Candles, wine and dreams
The darkness that loneliness brings
To forgotten mountains
You no longer recall any of it
We once wrote letters to strangers
Pretending they were our friends
But now we leave the candle unlit
Because somehow it no longer matters
I'll be leaving soon
Too quickly to fit in a goodbye
You'll be angry for a while
But your anger will be like
The candle
And I'll be only a stranger
That you once knew
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i forgot the words and hummed along
As the music fell silent
And the band went home
Your voice was so quiet
Like a page torn from a book
That I had read but somehow forgot
Many years before
What we had was over
Long before you left me
Or maybe it was the other
way around
They say you never forget
But with time the pain eases
It did for me but one night
I tore the wound back open
Maybe because
I felt a need
To watch it bleed again
And now the softness of your voice
Plays like silver in my mind
With the velvet tone
Of home
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William Haynes Poem
I walk the distance between us on burning coals
Straddle the high wire between mountains for the
memory of your eyes/blue green
Like the blanket spread over sands
In the wee hours of never, where
Dreams fell like shards of shattered clouds
And I knelt before you spellbound, never
Fathoming the keenness of your lonely
Sad soul/spirit and we left still a
Distance from understanding your woman
Needs, unanswered by everyone
Like a soul song fading so softly
On a night breeze
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And if I were no more
than the brook that flowed
Neath' the azure of your skies
Would not the warmth of your heaven
Touch the surface of my waters
Be the season spring or summer
And if my lone voice
was lost upon the winds
with the whispering of M'lady's name
Would it not give pause to thee?
What of the grassy meadow
Where the blanket was cast
and the wine of your eyes
Drunk so freely
What has become of us, M'lady?
There be shadow where the tiny nightingale
once sung and such the cold dark heart
To have all that was undone
But I M"lady, I remember
All that was, now so foolishly denied
And I M'lady, still love
with fervent heart
That which you have taken from me
And I am forevermore
be thine
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I must have come too close to tearing the veil from your eyes
To have asked you to cross a bridge
When the distance was greater than either of us imagined
Now I wait on the other side listening to sparrows and doves
But the truth is; I hear only silence
Your heart beating someplace
That I'll never find
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