Poems

after the storm

a puddle

at the base of a tree

what can a little puddle do

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The path of righteous rightness. What could it all mean? Will it be the greatest thing that I have ever...

It was a silent night.
But it was not a holy night.
No it was just a silent night.
An...

Life is short and that is sad,
Yet there is so much to experience that it really is worth that...

At the end of this road of sixty years
the waymeet
deploys itself as a crossroads
I...

As tears roll down my cheek,
I think of my past.
Where I lived bored,
In a small,...

You look at me with fear.
You look at me with disgust.
But you have never seen me without my...

What keeps a person awake at night
What kind of thoughts seem to take flight

What strength...

His hands rubbing my shoulders his words whispered in my ear
Are you real or imaginary? I thought...

You could be my Magdalene, Magdalena
And Jezebel,
if you want
I'll hold you like a...

So many people in this world,
Yet why does it seem like they all fade in the end?
People die...

I remember the days you came to my room.
Snuggled with me and I felt safe with you,
...

I have heard people say, “I do not care.” A thousand times or more.
I hear from their voices and see...

Alegents to the money the day started sunny water started running killers started hunting colds started...

The clock kept ticking we was on the grind i can read your mind you was short last week now its time to...

The people yeld open up the economy is moving slow enough will loose everything are cars jews and...

Concrete Jungle
Animals abound.
Wild kingdom.
Survival.
Fighting for
...