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You Gave Me Everything, And Nothing At All

When I left you did you realize that all those years would lead us to a dead end? You gave me everything to start but nothing in the end. Nights came full of frustration followed by days of disappointment, hours of mind-numbing waiting, unanswered calls confirmed I wasn’t worth the effort giving. You gave me…
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Beneath the Noise

days begin in a soft sunlit haze drifting between caresses and kisses alarms sound demanding attention focus shifts to the work of morning meetings while the dog begs for his daily routine two hands aren’t enough to hold, or to juggle the noise floats above and around nothing penetrates the barrier the only thing that…
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Portrait of Disappointment

Many thanks to the editors of Mid-Atlantic Review for publishing my poem, Portrait of Disappointment, as one of their featured poems. You can now listen to my reading of the poem below. after Joni Mitchell* after years of hoping things would change giving in to “well, that’s the way it is,” look me in the eyes…
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strangers in a café

Thanks to John Dutton from Spilled Ink VA for putting together poems for National Poetry Month. The theme for this month’s poetry was centered on our home venue Jirani Coffeehouse. We dedicate these poems to the coffeehouse that brings together our love of spoken word and community.
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Give Me Back My Time

Once upon a time all I had was time, all we had was time, time to wait for our time, It was declared that our time will come. Perhaps in a few years, then suddenly it was here.All the time before became a distant memory. All we had in front of us was our time.…
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Let Me Bother You

Crying out into the wind the season’s changing, along with all the cares in the world. We find ourselves cast aside & all I want is to pull you back, back into my arms once again. Standing at the shore, I long to bother you, & tug on your beard. I want to knock you…
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Meet Me By The Shore

A sequel to Walking Down To The Lake There she is, a former glow that once filled a room the moment she granted it with her presence, a memory of what used to be. The frigid air blowing through the trees on this winter night reminds us that the warmth we used to know left us…
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Rising Waters

soft rolling waves lap the shoreline,suddenly crash rapidly upon you. such tenderness used to comfort, now makes you recoil deeper. from all that you managed to bear and remain to endure, still you dig deep into the sand to push it away. recoil into yourself. a shift in the tide was not part of the…
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Think of Me

Worst thing about New Year’s Eve: Being a romantic But no one to love you the way you need I’m holding back the urge to walk away I’m holding onto responsibilities, Accepting my fate Oh, will you please think of me When you’re kissing your lover Send your positive vibes, Your good thoughts, Your shout…
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Pilgrimage to the Motherland

City Lights Books, San Francisco, CA – 2019 Standing in the presence of historyWitness all that has come beforeBewildered in amazementWhat a glorious sight! Speak to me, my wise old poets,Speak to me while I stand here where it all began,Feed me your recipesGathering in the Poetry RoomCircling around the Poet’s chairCozied up in the…
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