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For Another Mean New Sun.




Night Train



wandering the rolling hills ...(written for his model)

All You Have To Do Is Breathe....

Funny, Not Funny

cat speech

A Start Again...(I Green-Dreamed Again Last Night)

Checking Out

All The Changing....

two out of three people

Lonesome Love

A Dog Should Have His Tail...

Some Children Have Nightmares (tentative title)

Enough to Clear The Clouds Away 4/13/2019

Last Night

Only The Choice To Be

With Words, I See A World I No Longer Fit In

of my battered heart


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

When People Go

Weak In The Knees

Make (of) Me A Snow Angel


The Finisher's Song

In March (Finally, Spring 2016)

The Times Have Come Back Of Great Want And Lack, This Is The New Great Depression

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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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