Tag Archives: free verse

Have you seen this couple

Love. Fall in love. Those shoes that wore out That shirt worn thru The recipe you did not write down Such lyrics you did not remember They just wore a hole in your brain Wow! Love is – the IS. … Continue reading

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Stupid

He never said a word. The snow fell silently. Slowly we turned on our axis. I cried, repeatedly. Alone. Still he looked on with placid Respect. Damn admiration. Worship. And again I would fall, left there To cry tears of … Continue reading

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Night steals forth

“and an absence of light, in the deepening night, Where I wait for sun, looking East.” Jackson Browne Cold calls of the whippoorwill haunt Me in the deepening night, sneaking Unseen but heard in small rustlings. Winsome is the breeze … Continue reading

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The good ones

Torment is knowing the cost And counting it again And again, While the dying lay moaning Only in need of touch To die with dignity. The good ones do die Anyway, the words we Tormented hear, Circling among sad Mothers … Continue reading

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Last light

I cried. Before me, you Cried first; sitting erect in That fabulous goddamn posture. Tears welled along your fragile Eye line in sparkly puddles, Quivering as I spoke slowly. But the questions full of Of bitter words got tangled, Like … Continue reading

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Breath

Two iris, white peels cow down Sad flowers if ever there were. Slow gait of Sarah’s black retriever, I before E except after C, she said. Slow gait of dying dogs is sadly missed Save for dying old men smoking … Continue reading

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Miss June

Go slowly to see the little things. The junebug sees them. Perched upon a sun-drenched Blackberry, fat and wet With morning dew. Her shiny green armor Glows as I stare, intently. Suddenly, she lumbers Into the blue sky we Share. … Continue reading

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