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Best Poems Written by Frank Penicaro

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Scars We Carry

trees always seem to fall
when a trail is followed
on hands and knees.

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Repent

I have traveled a lot, I never traveled to a place instead all I did was escape one place for another

I think I glorify my sin way too much in words it’s time to pay honor to the one that pulled me from my sins and threw my words he should be exalted by me

Each poem I write is a domino standing upright, for all the poems I have in here those are the dominoes those on my sins sins my Lord Jesus pulled me from

If I am going to boast about anything it’s the mercy and the faithfulness of Jesus they pull me out put me through and pulled me to him

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Getting Saved

By this time I was so used to falling asleep in the worlds most uncomfortable chairs that could be found on any floor of the hospital I was at with my mom

With my eyes closed I could hear a little girl singing in the hallway her words were it’s time it’s time it’s time

And yes it was the Holy Spirit was upon my heart it was time to get saved the doctors had told me my mother didn’t have much time left in the Holy Spirit said it’s time

Looking at my cell phone I had one bar left and it needed to be charged, I called a good friend of mine his name is Demetrius, Demetrious was a minister In Las Vegas Nevada, when I called him he was driving through the desert that patch of land that connects California with Nevada when I told him I needed to get saved he pulled over while he was driving on the desert road and told me to recite the sinners prayer a prayer he would stay with me and then asked me to repeat it.

30 years prior to this moment I tried to get saved for the first time but I didn’t take and I’ll tell you why, Because the first time I came to Jesus in a spirit of fear not surrender, this time it was total surrender. When my friend talked me through the sinners prayer I felt weight lifted from my chest and my friend said to me right now there’s a big celebration going on in heaven because you have beven saved. But I wasn’t done yet my mother needed to be saved and here she was lying in bed not conscious machines helping her to breathe I talked into my mothers year and I whispered to her mom I need for your life and you to be written in the book of life mom please except Jesus Christ as your personal savior she did not open her eyes.

The second day I tried one more time and rainy windy morning with the sky was filled with the darkest clouds every side of the sinners prayer in my mothers here shortly after that she opened her eyes I hold her in my arms and the sun pierced through the clouds that were filled with a storm she didn’t have to speak the words to me I knew that when she opened her eyes that was her way of telling me I’m sick too

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Leftover

over the table
I sat waiting to die.

all I can do is look
at a table covered in
newspapers and
collection notices.

I looked deep into the
shine of my nickle plated
gun,took a deep breath.


as life slipped away,
I realized that the clock
struck midnight.

and
I
starved
for death.

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When It Comes

when it comes,you play
a cheap guitar,sitting
on a crate of gin.

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Barmaid

she had long red hair,
a white blouse,all of which
made women the best pirates.

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Another Smoke

then he had the office job,
the shiny Italian suits with
the pager and the vasectomy.

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Human Resources

all applied for the same job,
in the same newspaper
lines,lines of people.

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Mango

he smoked his cigar
blew smoke in the air
and saw her body all over him

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Bleach

social exercise 
of give and take
leaves happiness a gamble.