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Comet

Stand by, enjoy the view Keep a safe distance Don’t let my fiery tail destroy you Just a comet passing through
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Writer’s Block Strikes Again

Gather your jumbled up thoughts jot down some fleeting words numerous adjectives, superlatives, and delicious nouns Describe the scene a setting to explain it most certainly could be this only it could be better Conjure up a lost love hint at a depth of longing, desire, fulfillment, and regret but give yourself some credit Leave…
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All I Need

All these years ofexpectancy,finding someone who will give me all things I want,all things I need I beckon for someone to give me music, give me poetry, give me love, give me everything I need But a voice inside cautions: no one can love you like you need, no one is all things true, no…
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TPQ5 – The Poetry Question

The Poetry Question queried which 5 books have influenced me over the years. A bit of a challenge as I’m constantly reading, and in my younger years I read a lot of Allen Ginsberg, but these are the ones that have shaped me the most in who I am today. I hope you enjoy and…
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Drove to See You

I drove down to see you,stood in your doorway, unannounced.You were there with another—I again felt like an outsider.I didn’t belong,not after I wrote you at length—so many love songs. My poems, wrapped in a box,delivered—but only to be forgotten.My heart still in shock:you were going away,never to be seen again—until the month of May,when…
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In a Sea of Lonely Nights

A lonely boy in a sea of lonely nights in that last hour of the day capturing words he wishes he had said writing them down so they’re out of his head Music fills the air soothing the tension lessening the cares Take a trip to the other side: what makes the other person tick,…
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Our Song

Spinning the same song that connected us gets harder to hear. Each verse cuts deeper into what never was, what could have been; the longing to be near. With my fingertips crossing your beard, your fingers grazing my thighs, those longing sleepless nights I’ve waited to be alongside the one that knew the depth of…
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Endless Night

At the end of the day The rain now steadily falls I’ve laid here for hours Waiting for sleep to come Keeping my mind company, I’ve put a few records on Spinning my favorites and laying low, Leonard, Elliot, Thom, and Isakov, Each song delivers a blow Throwing me back to years ago I’ve laid…
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Nightly Routine

Late at night Lying in bedHeadphones onListening to musicOr a few recorded poemsReading the latest I attempt to craft a new oneOr brush up a draft not quite finished It’s becoming routineI’ve always beenAn undercover poetNow I’m sharing my words With my family’s support as an added bonus Shared are the happenings,The disappointments,The contests never…
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Mr. Tomato

Mr. Tomato, my daughter calls you. Cute as can be, I laugh it off.But after giving it further thoughtshe has an idea that might be true:when squeezed too tightlyyour insides start to fall apart.But I’ll take it,maybe even with a slice of toast.Licking my fingertips,I want to savor every last drop.
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