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Timothy Carter Poem
believe me
believe me
I don't want
to divide
I don't want
to criticize
I just want
this separation business
to subside
drown out a great
divide
separate but equal
died
fool me once
believe me
I hate lies
I don't mean
to criticize
freedom
dreams are not static
they move
revive
take LONG strides
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a phone call
a text
a stroke on my cheek
the way you weep
your sarcastic guile
a cheeky smile
you melt me
unambiguously lay my fear
at your feet
that hat tossed about
your head
your cherub nature
a tarnished sweetness
assails my heart
sorcery, magic, the dark; dark arts
whatever that is
is you
whatever will be
is you
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Do not buy a new hat for my funeral.
Fill up your gas tank.
Donate that money to charity.
Instead of the, blue and white polka dot "fascinator"
with the black veil?
Get your hair done.
Or those leopard print nails
you saw in that magazine.
Do not buy a new hat for my funeral.
As I am the guest of honor, so to speak?
I insist upon it.
I'll ask you not to lay me to "rest",
in that elaborate casket
with the plush golden satin pillows.
I'm sure "rest" is a disposable sentiment
under these circumstances.
Do not buy a new hat for my funeral.
I'll skip the printing of my name on the side of the casket door.
It leads me to believe people are mingling in the afterlife with,
"Hi my is..." stickers pinned to their lapels.
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Timothy Carter Poem
No commercial interruption
In my head
Never any breaks
When I dream
Makes me want
To holler
And scream
No censorship
No computer chips
Reboots
Or
Virus Protection!!!
Decisions, decisions, decisions.
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the odor is brown
home wreaks of it
its emote
sullen; somber
detriments
heavy waste
pervades
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Timothy Carter Poem
Winter
Out there
Again
Cold hearts
Rulers
Setting hearts
Afire
Cold out there
Night rules
The sun
And
dark
You must rest
Caged birds sing
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He could have stopped
at his introduction.
Come to me
at midnight.
Brushed my head
with his hand.
As I dreamed about,
our love affair.
Lifted my head
on his chest.
As he breathed,
abreast of
Our Life.
Daniel.
Daniel do go
on with your life.
Can't you see
I'm damaged.
Don't go on.
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Timothy Carter Poem
Give til it hurts
Then give some more
Take til it hurt
Don't take no more
Pain is expensive
Tears are free
Poor hurts
Riches hurt
Just keep
You'll find out
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she wears bows in her hair
what is she 13?
she wears pillbox hats
and pearls
I mean come on
who still wears pearls?
she has bracelets of every shape
and color
around her left arm
her arms a fashion statement
men's jeans that drape
around her waist
and a cinched woven Aztec belt
what is she homeless?
she can't be
she has an advanced degree
and buys her coffee at Starbuck's
she wears white shoes after labor day
what does she care?
she has a son named rainbow
with a small "r"
who drives a Karmann Ghia
I have to know this woman
I just have got to know her
spiritually
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I'll testify
Pain drop me
To my knees
I was called on
By a spirit
The likes
Of light
Real
Tears of pain
Tears of joy
Were joined
I surrendered
Me
Gave me
To Him
The struggle was over
Anew
Began the Faith of Works
But the Works of Faith
Freely given
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