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Looking Back: 12 Months of Poetry
Here are Poems that I wrote in the last 12 months or so (not as many poems as you may think) and have been in posts on this blog and on facebook. So for those of you that haven’t read … Continue reading →
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Courage in a World Full of Darkness – A Short Story
The darkness had come for her with determination, and he had destroyed it without mercy and without question. He had drenched himself in the blood of evil men, for her. ……… We could make a good life...
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The Sweat of a Restless Heart
Some days I wake up The sweat of a restless heart Already formed on my brow. My love says that I just run hot But I think sometimes It comes from my wild thoughts. I wake and want to sell … Continue...
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How Much Of It Is Vanity
How much of writing is vanity? How much of it is bullshit? Which is from experience And which is pulled from the sky? How much of writing Is the gravel burning blisters on your feet How much of it Is …...
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The Terror
The Terror Where does it come from? Have a drink Get up close Look at the spider Look at the complexity So small So alive So beautiful… The terror - It is terrified of you… Hungry That’s it.. Gorgeous...
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Civilization
Valette had Malta, Scipio had Rome, Godfrey had Jerusalem, And Martel had Paris, But I, I have to watch it all go up in smoke.
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There Is A Pleasure In The Pathless Woods
THERE is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society where none intrudes By the deep sea, and music in its roar: I love not man the less, but nature more...
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Memories of Green
Working on a drawing of a blossom tree With “Memories of Green” playing mellow, Playing melancholy in the yellow incandescence. Lapsang Souchong and a lonely heart Make this man long for the subtle...
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Secret Poems
How many secret poems Have I written For a woman unattainable? And what exactly is the point? Words have the power to destroy. Why conjure something so dangerous? Why risk it? Words won’t win her,...
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