for all those who take the
time to read and comment
on my poems…
and to say thank you for
all the amazing poems that
i get to read of yours.
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be at peace!
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she bought a bag
a quart of milk,and a box of pads…bundled up in her Goodwill coat,walked back across the parking lot,and up the street withtears in her eyes.she knew the baby was crying,and her old man sittingthere staring blanklyout the window at the world…wondering where in the hellhe could scuff a few bucks.just coffee and milk, andtrying to…
brick upon brick,
every thought, every desire,every dream an ending,and a beginning…every word spokenclothing countless wordsunsaid, not conceived.every touch a grain of sandon an unknown beach.every fire built in the nightfinally swallowed by darkness…darkness unto darkness,and only memory ignitesthe birth of a star!
the face in the mirror,
deep and grainy,weathered and beaten.the trunk of an old tree,where birds hide their nests,and squirrels meet to plotthe downfall of man.hollowed and sketched,with dignity unspoken,the scars of love and wars,where insects breed and whisper.and time itself,bows in awe and respect,for the tree that knowsitself to be a tree!
the breasts of God,
of those left todie of starvation…in a godless world!
gunfire…
tanks, soldiers on foot….the assault continues,wave upon wave,the assault on free speech,free thought, free interaction….the draining of bloodfrom the face of humanity….the theft of name and identity….the bartering of souls….for change, against change….yet the fire remains lit,……..in spite of!
begins witha hammer and a saw,16 penny nails,the sun at your back,and a willing tree!wiping the dirtand the fear froma small child’s face,with bare hands,calloused and rough,tender as the petalsof the long rose openingin front of an empty house….picking up the stray doghit by a passing car,going too fast to stop,or to care….load him in…