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Hope Is Sometimes The Best Of All You've Got (definition poem)

Enough to Clear The Clouds Away 4/13/2019


Checking Out

Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home

Someone Send Out A Search Party

Crows...writing exercise in honor of April /National Poetry month


Only The Choice To Be

When People Go

The Day You Left (Words From A Half-Remembered Dream)

Wake Wake Wake

It Is In The Rain

Dream Goblins Of The Night

Wake And Remember

Unwelcomed Like So Much Unfinished Business

In March (Finally, Spring 2016)

All For Algernon

Weak In The Knees

The Finisher's Song

Nothing's Sadder Than A Rose

All Beings Considered

This Is It

Max on the max

I Long For Stars

Falling Leaf, Falling Man/Woman, Rising Star

So You Do (May 10, 2010 written for June 1987)

Its About Waking In The Middle Of The Night And Having To Write It All Down

Not For The Bloom of Tears Cultivated These Last 100 Years

If This Is Any Art For Which You Care

If I Could Be The Sky...

It Feels Better To Be Unfinished (Wish-Unspoken, But With My Eyes)

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of my battered heart

sometimes the morning cup is not enough
to wake me

the weariness has truly set in

am I the keeper
of everyone
but myself

I am chilled to my winters wearied bones

yet I carry on

love is a strange prodding...
a stick
a whip
a worry-stone
a whetting edge to sharpen the heart

I wonder how my stays hold me together
how I am not in ragged shreds
or how my heart is not enlarged to the size of an
elephant's or a whale's

why this doggedness
why the hanging on

am I a betrayer of myself
and of my battered heart

and of love
the great wide leap into the unknown

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