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Their voices are like coursing water Through the hard scalding ground How they quench frail bodies Beneath the lash of the sun – I chase their crashing joy Their tumbling wrath Southbound for the sea Where they’re remade in its shadows – I fear the mouth of the river The long trail snuffed in…
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Passages of loneliness Burn brilliant in their caverns Striving for the surface From the winding shadows – A frail string of words Breaches through and resounds As a dead language Drowned out Under song bird harmonies – They are lost in these ballads In these colorful trills Engulfed by the haze Of their beauty and…
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New Year’s Eve rises like a pearl From of a steaming bog Its promises gleaming To all the weary stragglers – That pulsing isle Lends a riotous night Of rolling thunder and cleansing rain – Yet its cheap joys rot Once the church bells toll And midnight wanes Into the cold small hours –…
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A sweet and fragrant home Gleams from long ago The lone crackling fire In a wilderness of white – We are miles away In a bleak hereafter Where sparks pour across The ever-widening dark – We are far from the warmth Of familiar smiles Damaged by time Beyond the winters we’ve roamed – Trudging ahead…
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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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