Category Archives: Poetry

Insomnia, Part III

Lying awake at night I have so many thoughts going through my head, Impulses that I feel I have to act on, do anything, rather than just lie thinking; Thinking, that one action which causes me to stir, above all, … Continue reading

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Inside Youth

Inside hurried Youth’s explosive furnace
Revolution’s smold’ring spirit is born;
And politely forged by Reason’s promise
Evaporates in a pool of good-sense.

Inside hurried Youth’s explosive furnace
Revolution’s smold’ring spirit is born;
And politely forged by Reason’s promise
Evaporates in a pool of good-sense. Continue reading

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The Fight

Clouds embrace the stale night, whilst all around a frigid sight, lingers with perpetual might.   Emblazoned by an eerie light bodies cold and tired fight, With hammers, forks, and sticks tonight, for an eager task that hath been chose. … Continue reading

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Lavender Clouds

Out here the sun glances towards me

While curious flowers feel me pass by.

Lavender clouds stare while they pass overehead,

As the man on the corner tries to sell me on love. Continue reading

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Dead Poets Sit and Write About Everything

Dead poets sit and write about everything That went wrong while they lived Too bad nobody cared enough To push them away from their graves.   Shamefully I sit and waste the night Pounding a typewriter, Outside beautiful people enjoy … Continue reading

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Oh Woeful Man

Oh woeful man, I pray for thee to repent Thou defining moments covet thee, As thou longs for answers. That putrid combination of environment and instance Affects blessed blood, hurling it boiling Relentlessly poisoning the mighty soul.   I pray … Continue reading

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Walking in the Shadow of the Moon

An angry soul drips on my forehead as I try to remember where I am.   Slowly I feel the pain that he feels start to boil my blood The fear that he smells is nothing more than a rose … Continue reading

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