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Best Tucker Carwile Jr Poems

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Artist



                        Tonight like a child,
                           caring not the time
                                  nor the place.
                         Studying you as only an
                                artist could know.
                          The lines and features
                             of your face.

                          I've painted this picture
                               a thousand times,
                             remembering you,
                                  when we're apart.

Copyright © Tucker Carwile Jr | Year Posted 2012

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Old Shoe Box

                           I'll take our times together,
                             and put them away
                           in a old shoe box.
                            Wrapped in yesterdays newspaper.

                            Brought back when things
                               weight me down.
                            Hidden from prying eyes,
                              and those who may
                                  understand.

                             For when the clouds arrive,
                                   and storms brew over the 
                             horizon.
                             I'll hide away and open my shoe box,
                               and smile the day away.

Copyright © Tucker Carwile Jr | Year Posted 2012

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THE LONE SENTINEL

                                     As I walk the beach
                                        a seagull
                                      a lone sentinel,
                                      announces my coming.
                                      His shrill cry beckoning,
                                             his comrades to fly.

                                      When I pass,
                                             they will return
                                       as though I'd never passed
                                           that way before.

                                       Covering my tracks with their
                                           thousand little feet.
                                         And again that lone sentinel,
                                          Posted to guard against
                                                 intruders.

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Waiting a Long Time

Tucker Carwile
1/22/2012
                                  

                                   So many years,
                                         hiding,
                                    always wondering,
                                      if these works are real.

                                    Finding you with
                                          just a click.
                                     A place to post your thoughts.

                                     Reading others,
                                         that have been hiding
                                      as I , 

                                      Thank you poetysoup,
                                            for making my 
                                       feelings come true.

Copyright © Tucker Carwile Jr | Year Posted 2012

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Simplicity


                   I was wandering,
                          until I met you.
                   You wih your explanation
                        of love.
                    Me guarding against things
                       I as afraid of.

                    I was apprehenensive in showing
                         emotions.
                     Not wanting to get involved,
                        me explaining all things
                                    scientifically.

                      Could I, with my education,
                         have missed the simplest equation,
                            that of love and caring.

Copyright © Tucker Carwile Jr | Year Posted 2012

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Lay With Me



                               Lay with me,
                                 and we will speak of things,
                                 both old and new.
                                Of loves,
                                    lost and found,
                                  and friends 
                                     remembered and forgotten.

                                  And when we have 
                                           finished.
                                   You will have known
                                           my mind,
                                       and me yours.


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Strange Places


                                  When I rolled over with you,
                                     I gazed at blankets
                                            hung over dirty windows,
                                   The ceiling,
                                          with designs from
                                       JC Penney Co.
           
                                      And then,
                                            there you are.
                                      Smiling, 
                                            touching,
                                         knowing that with you.
                                      We can make this place
                                         the Hilton.
,
                                           

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What If



                                   Did you ever wonder,
                                         what if,
                                   You had taken
                                       that other road.
                                   The choices you made
                                       so very long ago.
                                   Would it have been different,
                                      or would that road
                                           have come back around.

                                   I sometimes wonder,
                                     had you taken that road,
                                        would we have ever
                                                 been friends.

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Sanctuary


                           The oceans and the mountains
                                 are my sanctuary.
                            The ocean with its rhythmic
                                pounding of the surf
                              and cool breezes.
                             The mountains with its
                                 solitude of tall trees.

                             Both are clean and pure,
                                when untouched by human hands.
                             These are my friends,
                                 who calm the ravaging storms,
                               that gather in my soul.

                              Whenever I am troubled,
                                   I return to my friends
                                for guidance and direction.

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Truths



                                Can we speak
                                     our thoughts of truth.
                                 Or are we afraid
                                          to know.

                                   Ask,
                                      and there is nothing
                                     I won't share with you.

                                   You see,
                                       how much time is lost,
                                           bantering words,
                                         and hiding behind 
                                               your feelings.

Copyright © Tucker Carwile Jr | Year Posted 2012

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