Monthly Archives: June 2012

Surrealistic Moment

 The air left the night;  stillness prevailed I walked through a picture frame solitarily with my thoughts The picture frame transformed to surreal The neighbor’s tree recast to extraordinary Then a gentle breeze carried my reverie away And I looked

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Roses and Thorns

Where do the angels in the cemetery lie? Street obituaries, and street angels, by and by Close the door to the concrete, and say goodbye In a hot bed of cold flesh, wrapped around stained silk And the intertwining perspired

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The Mist

I have got to feeling the steam inside, so take heed Of the fiery waters that rise from the heat I refused until now to admit my defeat My own breath in my chest, down while still rising The mist

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This Land

Don’t believe in a land that hardly was Won’t ever be in the hands of the deceived Given back nothing, nothing received All is taken, not mistakenly The imperfection of what is to be I swear on this book that

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Your Loving Presence

It was when I felt alone And I didn’t know what to do Broken, lonely, sad I asked, where are You? My situation hasn’t changed But something changed in me I felt Your loving presence And I felt so free

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The Insanity of White

I try and break the mold I put on a brave face and try to do as I am told I try and pretend that I am as old As those who I believe are bold.  But the white walls

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