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Time Flies – from the Poetry archive – 2015

It’s after midnight It was nine when I turned on the lamp, sitting here, neither reading nor talking alone in the house who is here to talk with? Only the shade of my former self reminding me of earthly pleasures … Continue reading

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Matchbox Car

  You find it when your old life is gone moving dressers, peering under the bed trying to make some sense of it all through cobwebs, mites and cat hair furniture and lamps a most familiar room where someone else … Continue reading

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Longest Night

  This longest night come stay with me I’ll meet you near the trees out back You always visit in a dream a soft sweet kiss and then away Consider this an invite so fitting for the longest night expected … Continue reading

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Time Flies

It’s after midnight It was nine when I turned on the lamp, sitting here, neither reading nor talking alone in the house who is here to talk with? Only the shade of my former self reminding me of earthly pleasures … Continue reading

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Memory

We never fought much or so I remember and only once did I make you cry A lifetime together reduced to moments now less defined less remembered a kiss on the bow of a Brooklyn bound ferry when I was … Continue reading

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Cover Girl

Staring darkly in the mirror wishing she was very little so if she fell and skinned her knee daddy would be there to say don’t worry honey it’s ok he’d kiss and cover-up the boo boo. And when she got to be … Continue reading

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Still Men

They looked up and saw her the body electric fashioned by Eros coming through the door tall, with a perfectly turned ankle worthy in itself of worship limbs formed by the gods a sculptor’s deft touch to hip and breast. … Continue reading

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From a Tent in Italy

In the camp of dreams he s sitting on his balcony in Aleppo the lights of his city now dimmed the street blackened and empty the clatter of crockery indicating life goes on somewhere in the dark a distant rifle … Continue reading

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Niches and Stones

Niches and stones names and dates marking unknowns to passers by Wait long enough and no one living remembers your name or brings you flowers No one has brought flowers since the nineteen sixties erased from living memory just a … Continue reading

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The Longest Night – A Re-Post for the Solstice

This longest night come stay with me I’ll meet you near the trees out back You always visit in a dream a soft sweet kiss and then away Consider this an invite so fitting for the longest night expected with … Continue reading

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