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In the words of the great Neil Gaiman, "the poems are free."  I post them here for your enjoyment. 8)

"We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for." ― N.H. Kleinbaum

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Posted by [email protected] on July 31, 2017 at 5:05 PM

I look out my window

I see the bluebirds fly

Looking at the world below

I begin to wonder, “Why?”

Why do we fill the air with smog?

A gray pollution to hide the blue

Killing all the green plants

That collect the morning dew


Why do we cut down trees

That clean out all our air?

Leaving us to poison ourselves

Or do we really care?

Why do we product atom bombs

To blow us ...

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The Parting

Posted by [email protected] on July 12, 2017 at 11:20 PM

Time elapses so slow

Now I sit and watch you go

It feels like a lifetime ago I met you

Now I sit watching you leave like you do

Too deep in sorrow

To run after you

Not looking for tomorrow

And all the heartache it brings

Hiding in the shell I created

Falling out of touch with life

Daring not to care this way again

Becoming a hollow structure of a person

The rain falls hard on the ground...

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Something Dies Inside Me

Posted by [email protected] on June 20, 2017 at 12:55 AM

I sit all alone

Watching all the little flowers dying


As the life leaves this delicate beauty

Something dies inside me

This planet holds little wonders

Mostly death and destruction present

Leaving nothing left

As little flower dies

Something dies inside me

All around is heartbreak

Broken affairs and lover’s lies

Passion without emotion

As death comes to little flower


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A Girl & A Boy

Posted by [email protected] on May 27, 2017 at 10:10 AM

In the classroom

There sat a girl

Behind her

There sat a boy

The girl saw them as equals

The boy did not share that view

The day of the test results

Was upon them

The boy did well

The girl did better


The boy, enraged

Brought his textbook

Down upon her

The girl, shocked

Saw blackness, then

Briefly lost time


The boy felt injustice

As he should have


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The House I Built

Posted by [email protected] on April 21, 2017 at 11:35 AM

The foundation was of caring

Trusting held it together

With acres and acres of love

In the house I built for us

I placed it in the sunshine

Beautiful songs and sweet sounds

And stars from Heaven above

In the house I built for us

It’s rooms were filled with sweetness

To cherish for all out days

Each designed with tenderness

In the house I built for us

It’s basis was the sensa...

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Driving in a Florida Storm

Posted by [email protected] on April 2, 2017 at 8:25 PM

The skies opened up

As if to say

“No pleasant drive for you.

Let’s see you pass this trial.”

Water falling from

The heavens

Coming hard and heavy

Forming fluid walls

Outside the window it

Appears as if you’re underwater


There is light

Yet, no visibility

Choice: to stop and wait

Or continue on a wing and a prayer

Finally arrived


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The Message

Posted by [email protected] on March 16, 2017 at 2:40 AM

I am the All-American Heard!

And I am looking down from Mt. Olympus

To let you all know

Now that I have existed in this world,

My voice will live on for all eternity-

It will never be silenced.

And it will haunt forever

All the oppressors

All the haters

For I am on the side of right

Because my message is of love.

And this makes them powerless

In their efforts to exorcize me

From the pages of history.

I ...

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Strange Bedfellows

Posted by [email protected] on September 9, 2016 at 6:25 AM

Night looms loneliness

over my barren bed. I am

lost in the books

languishing across the

bed. They are

my companion

through the endless

evenings while my

beloved drives

throughout the country.


My cat lays

beside me. She purrs

and coos. My confidante

through the solitary

twilight. My fluffy

child, filling in for those

who’ve grown up, moved on.


All of ...

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Scattered Reflections of Grandma's House

Posted by [email protected] on August 7, 2016 at 3:00 AM

Roses in the front yard…

Smoke from the BBQ in the backyard…

Seen through our youthful eyes,

It was never enough.

We would giggle at the potential,

As we sat on the couch and wondered,

That the Blues could lead to Hope.


As Grandpa’s car drove over the gravel

And hit every pot hole in the pavement.

The engine would hiss as it shut down

In the driveway, on the side of the house.

Then the Doo...

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The House of Sorrow

Posted by [email protected] on May 17, 2016 at 8:00 PM

Walls obscured with despairs of those

who came before us. The Shadow Angel

greeted us. She spoke of who came before,

to pour their absent spirituality, humanity, life

into the bulwarks of the house. Anguished spirits

entombed to wallow in agonies they experienced in life.


Lost friends, lost loves, lost family,

failed dreams, broken marriages,

squandered prospects, endless loneliness,

every torment was experienced by

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The Real World: Original Soundtrack of My Life

Posted by [email protected] on April 29, 2016 at 2:50 AM

I was born the year

The Fab Four disbanded

and the Voodoo Child died.

It was a cursed year,

to those who survived it,

but many more decades

would surpass it.


The formative days of my youth,

existed in the shadowed aftermath

of Love and Peace, reverberations

of combat torn Boomers.

“Stairway to Heaven” filled our kitchen

and “Smoke on the Water” riffed

its way into melodic i...

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