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It Wasn't Me
I saw a silhouette plant seeds
That I wanted to plant.
But that mystery of a person wasn’t me.
Those weren’t my hands
Which beneath the soil had them buried.
I saw dreams ignite in a fervid pair of eyes,
But those eyes weren’t mine,
That spark wasn’t mine,
Even though the dream was all mine.
I see people honing their poetry,
Poetry which to me solely bel...
Friday 5th December 2025 2:15 pm
Hope
He got his brother's phone call while wiping a cabinet.
His eyes went side to side --like a cartoon character
having a conniption. Even though there was an inkling
of a nose-dive, the mind plays tricks thinking maybe;
a rally could plant the feet on terra firma again.
There was too much to express without ample time.
Junior had rehearsed the denouement until fluent, but
forty miles a...
Tuesday 4th May 2021 5:49 am
The Causeway Between Our Hearts
Tonight, I eye the wind
as it dances on the water
singing of the distance
that no longer can be closed
Well, I told you I was selfish
there were no children in me
Unwilling to stir for a moment
from this endless daydream
where I father my creativity
You told me that you knew me
our hearts beating to that same drum set
and no one must wake you either
That carving pretty worlds
b...
Monday 24th August 2020 4:04 pm
Each Branch I Snap
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