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The 4 Seasons of You

I was thinking of the seasons
when suddenly
i was reminded of you
how you loved me and taught me
all about
the 4 seasons of you

I was dormant in my ways
confused by the meaning of the word content
but like a SPRING downpour
you drenched my thoughts
and planted a seed in my soul
then slowly my love for you
began to grow

Suddenly, in a blink of an eye
our delirious passion
was overpowering and explosive
on-going, like a relentless SUMMER heatwave
refusing to show any mercy

But as time paced itself steadily on course
you predicted the infectious novelty of my hungry desires
would eventually come tumbling down
like a leaf on a FALL tree
once bright with color
now, on the ground
succumbing to its eventual fate
of loneliness.

In the end
no words were spoken
just a heart that was broken
frozen, Like a twig brittle with frost
lying in its WINTER grave
never to be part of something good again

I was thinking of the seasons
i was reminded of you
how you used to love me
and teach me about
the 4 seasons of you!

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Innocent Times

My memory flashes back
to innocent times long since gone.
those hot nights parked at lover's lane
wolfman jack playing my favorite songs.
it seems like just yesterday
when Peggy Sue was by my side
I was hoping to get to second base
but she just wanted to go for a ride. 
 
I remember my palms starting to sweat
and the windows getting a bit steamy
I told her Buddy Holly wrote a song about you
but she didn't believe me.
so, I pulled Peggy Sue closer
and we started kissing once again
but time was of the essence
her dad wanted her home by ten.
she smiled sweetly
and gently placed her hands upon my face
she looked at me and said I was a swell guy
but this is not the time nor the place.
so, I gave her a peck on the cheek
and told her not to worry
we can take things nice and slow
I'm not in any hurry.

so, I drove her home and kissed her goodnight
but now what was I supposed to do
that's when I drove to the nearest payphone
dropped in a dime 
and called up runaround Sue!

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The Dying Red Giant

It stands alone
in a field of loneliness and neglect
the bright red paint has faded into a murky brown
a strict reminder from mother natures pounding fury through the years
once housing a families treasures
now only stores their forgotten tears

The door hangs lazily from its missing bolts
its hinges silent and perfectly rusted
as children we played inside its sturdy walls
now, it cant be trusted

It stands alone
the barn...
surrounded by a field of weeds and decay
tired and broken
it waits for its eventual collapse
a once bright red smile has faded
its loneliness has no purpose
not anymore

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Inspiration Gone

As i stare at this paper
empty,without words
it waits for me to write
so my feelings can be heard
inspiration came often
when we were together
words flowed freely
my pen
light as a feather

Fate has a reputation
of never being wrong
it takes destiny by the hand
and grips it forever strong
now this paper
which once was alive
quietly stares back at me
with dull loose leaf eyes
it mocks me
even dares me
to write words i couldn't speak for years
but, without you
the forecast calls for emptiness
with a good chance of tears

Inspiration comes from within
your smile always gave me my start
but these days my pen lay heavy
like a roadmap of your heart
for soulmates are rare
to let one go..even worse
now this pen and paper
who once were my companions
are the very things i curse

So i put my pen down
and tuck the paper away for the night
and maybe tomorrow
just maybe
words i couldn't speak
i'll be able to write......

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The One Who Stares At Me

As i gently clear away
the steam that covers the glass
suddenly!
"he" appears
and for now
"he" is temptation
the very person i fear

Although we look the same
this dead-ringer is not me at all
but a false prophet
who deceives me into running
at his beckon call
"he" controls my thoughts
rents out my face
knows my weaknesses
then begins to plot my next fall from grace

The last time
"he" magically appeared 
lessons had to be taught
but nothing was learned
for once again here i stand
to begin the fight
and start the slow burn
"he" is convincing
and so very clever
i am the actor, directing myself
on the next hurtful endeavour!

It's a mystery
when "he"will check in, for a visit
i wish it was never,
but honestly, im realistic
so for today
"he" is in control
my one and only friend
but once gone
that's when the apologies start
and the sorry's never end

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Heaven and Hell

                                         glistening    peaceful 
                                waterfalls     angels         souls   
                           lost      darkness       stench          foul
                                  torment     crying     praying
                                      unforgiving      eternal
                                                      Hell

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God and Satan

                                              Creator    Pure
                                       Loving    Forgiving   Infinite
                                Angel     Fallen    Rebellious   Deceiver
                                       Unholy    Tempter     Legion
                                                 Liar       Unclean
                                                      Satan

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White Dove

Above...
rain and thunder
starts to upset the stomach of a now souring sky
it prepares itself to release a few tears
upon those seeking truth for their lies
in the distance
a white dove cries.

Thunder strikes up a conversation
clapping rudely, during the rains flawless audition
i stand amid not to be judged
but to be cleansed
by my own remission.
to fear, means knowing how to love
in the distance it cries
the white dove.

Those who seek out these healing waters
peace, they shall find
but the lost refuse to drink
and prefer to gargle from the man-made pool
of illusion and lies.
sadly, they never learn to fear
in the distance the white dove cries.

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Loneliness

Loneliness engulfs him.
Like an arsons match he ignited their relationship ablaze
Once a very unbreakable bond 
now, simply reduced 
to a pile of ash, in temptations distant haze.

Loneliness entangles him
weaves thru him, like diseased roots of an aging tree
they wrap around his feelings, squeeze out emotion
and eventually choke the life out of his reality.

Loneliness is his soulmate
now...
and for the rest of his years
joined together by selfishness and fate
at the expense of someone else's tears.
Now, as the years drip away, and quietly disappear
they leave no trace
but landing ever so gently
upon his lonely artificial face
though it's not by choice
that this partnership remains
but as a cruel reminder
of a love lost
and a heart tragically stained..

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A Seven Letter Word

Some call it a path
many say it's fate
few are non-believers
the unfortunate, find out theirs too late.
It's unseen to others
a roadmap designed exclusively for you
and if read correctly
the signs stay accurate and forever true.

Some unknowingly alter their map
leading them wrongfully astray
their future done in by some innocent choice
not meant to be chosen that particular day.
Those unfortunate souls follow a blueprint
with pages missing and torn
a journey that wasn't meant to be
is now, their crown of thorns.

This seven-letter word
has been hated, cursed and loved
even prayed for
to anyone who will listen from up above.
Now, as the night gets deeper, my thoughts more shallow
I shut my eyes foolishly confident that there will be a tomorrow
but one would have to argue and eventually agree
that if tomorrow never comes
I would have no choice, but to accept that as my...
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