Poetry

Goodnight

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It is absolutely impossible To breath in tandem with your Fellow man or woman. We have gone to war And the battles are ubiquitous Yet undefined Yes Confusion at death The numbers numb Drowning in phlegm Goodnight, unspoken, Last moments… Read More ›

The Heather and the Heathen

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Moors, waterfalls, thistles Mountains spiked with pine trees In clusters, a verdant floor home To many, too small to see, Or too large to approach with Threats unknown In the Scottish wild. It is here where once I could walk… Read More ›

A Fading Light

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It started with young eyes Trying to make sense of the world they live in, Images and sounds we had never heard before, Spun by elders to make, Some sense, Of a nonsensical narrative. Starting with a bang And ending… Read More ›

Sad Part

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I myself am regurgitating In my head A social gathering That is three days old But fresh in my mind, My friends or friend tells me If I am anxious about entering a social situation Don’t do it, Unless of… Read More ›

DreamRescue

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I am exasperated By the fools around me I meet them every day In the morning, Afternoon And evening When the sun goes down And they appear crazier and crazier. Probably aware That the bed is there at the end… Read More ›

Envy or Reflection

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But I guess the truth is

There is nothing here

To see,

And her mind is full of weeds

Desperate to strangle the beautiful flowers

In my garden,

In Your Head

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My breathing is shallow Curtailed by anxious imaginings. All I can see, From where I sit, Are trees and flowers, And I hear birds chirping, Breaking the silence, But not the angst In my clenched fist. Or the trepidation Of… Read More ›

Month Until Month

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The last day of March The fool awaits me, Another fool. Who has squandered so much energy and time Over the last thirty one days Worrying about the future., Well, it’s arrived, And soon it will be The past yet… Read More ›