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It is hard to find shelter When strangers swell into a crowd Pooling into a stream of joyous colors – The day’s work is done Discarded with ease They sway loose through the night With their full glasses high – Trapped beneath these facades The meek trail in their shade Filled to their scalps With…
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Light pours from my father’s eyes To burn bright in my own And my cold furnace flames With clarity at last – I stoke the same boiling hunger As I steam far from home To a cold port of call Beneath a silver star’s rising – His melody is afloat Among the tides in my…
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He has drifted too far into the mire Half-sunken and rusted Full of soldiering trills The living sonnets of his sons – Half-sunk among the reeds Among the falling vines Where a war raged to cinders As he carried them through the mist – They howled in hell’s embrace When the ramp fell forward No…
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Into the whirring gears of the night To be cut along the seams Filleted and scattered As a red mass of fear – Under swaying searchlights I am the sum of my scars My nicked aspirations Drumming to their silence – Strangers circle above For a morsel of the shame To be savored…
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Hello, friends. I hope everyone is having a wonderful holiday weekend. (If you live outside the United States, I hope you’re having a wonderful Morning, afternoon or evening.) I’m writing this to let you all know that the first book of poems I’ve ever published, ‘The Slums of Nightfall’ is on sale for 99 cents.…
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On this old and moldering ship Storm waters swell, Bottomless and dark Blotting out its gilded blaze – A winter night’s fury Sends us under in splinters As the full moon’s hunger Claws through the fatal breach – Among the broken driftwood Demons struggle to float Filled with yesterday’s gold Sinking deeper…
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In the bivouac Below the splintered trees The faint hum of conversation Keeps the world at home alive – The sharp eyes of their legion Trace the burning horizon, Swallowed whole by the soil Never fully at ease Beyond the day’s dark labor – No one sheds their light In that…
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On the eve of pain and jubilation The pendulum swings, Taunting our march To its spellbinding pulse – The pendulum swings Who’s left and who’s right In the bold hues of morning Frozen over and unscathed ? – Who’s left and who’s right In this tiresome dance? Starved bodies collide To this time-weathered song –…
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Yearning For the long haul through the dark Trading the verses of a love song As night slips away Through hands clasped and complete – Soaring above The lush forests of our lives Of our time Never tiring of the harmonies below – Spiraling through our lost years Blurred together and blinded We…
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Stalling mid-flight In denial I descend in gold Leaving ribbons of fire – The soil erupts In the still heart of night And a new winter seethes Like the embers of August – Swathes of myself lie in twisted agony Brought low and scattered By the full weight of grief – An…
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