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From Spears To Plowshares
01/05/08 |
A field of crop
once was a battlefield (red)
now feeds a remnant -
They that survived
the young that gave up their lives
so that this plot of land
Might remain in this nation
to fly its flag
and export its blood-bought grain.
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Jacobin Paranoia
04/09/08 |
warmth envelopes
dissolving the
bustle and noise
liquid stillness
offers but a momentary
tranquil once upon a time
it is so easy to
drift off and forget
here the watery balm
soothes celiac rashes
a moment's reprieve
that shuts out reality
provides somber retreat
cares float away
until unwanted thoughts
stray with blistered report
it is quite possible
through bolted locks
to lay victim
to home invasion
for someone to play
Corday to one's Marat
a hapless victim stabbed
at home in one's bath
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Come Right With Me This Poem
05/28/08 |
under six feet
freshly fallen snow
washes into
splintered song
severed thought
drifts afar off
into forever old
souvenirs now cold
write with me this poem
come breathe its soul
lay each clammy hand
to right with me this poem
heart warming chill
voices no longer still
visceral reflection
set in ashen bone
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Chatterton's Redress
06/15/08 |
We walk along magenta paths-
cool seeps into waning light,
bunches peer, ripe for the pick:
funny how they're sour to the lip;
beyond the copse in another's
field, silken amber honey flows.
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Just Once
07/31/08 |
Wake up
talk back
don't tell me
what I lack,
save up
turn back
bring along that
favorite song
don't tell me
I've no social
conscience
wasting my
poetic licence
turn back
to your real self
your hunger for
poetic justice
look up
the sky's
still higher
than your highest
tower
let down your
flaxen locks
your ivory walls
are too slick
come with me
where the air
is free
and maybe,
just maybe
for once we'll agree.
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