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excuse my clumsy circumstance / the nowhere poems

 

hollow sounds

running away

from the back

of heart.

 

I can't

chase them.

I can't

go back.

no matter

how much

I wish

that I could.

 

I'm blinded

sometimes

 by the things

 that I have done.

choices that 

I have made.

 

I opened up the

box of cracker jacks.

and the prize

was missing.

 

I was so

much less

to you.

...

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love dies alone / the nowhere poems

 

salt and 
pepper
clouds begin
circling 
over head,

wind slithering
through the
grass deep

and ominous
like a serpent

spreading sin.

red leaves
brown leaves

in this 

solstice

afternoon
burning 
hot and

and then

hotter,

then falling 
to the 
ground
exhausted.

summer
scratching
at my
window
sills,

 

cracking paint

fading all

color to

white...

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this tangled yarn kind of day / the nowhere poems

 

 

you traitor, 

black haired

pirate

to my

heart,

 

leaving my

soul empty

blue,

blind to

even faith.

 

and it is

going to

be a day

that I

must say no

to the

morning.

 

sky looking 

to spit over

these colonial

hills and

memories

of you.

 

that lie

like a raggedy anne

doll with a

black cold

dead expre...

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Hole in the wall views / the nowhere poems

 

the pelicans

sit a top

their

matriarch

perches

casting

their cynical 

stares of

judgement

to all

who happen

by.

 

fat Mexicana

fisherman

skinny

Asian

fisherman

throw their

sights and

lines

beneath

the horizon

line.

 

dinner or

die.

 

two teen

lovers

holding hands

as their

walk

under this

spli...

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xxx Sunday afternoons / the nowhere poems

 

crinkled smiles,

left over

cracker jacks

buried deep

between my

couch"s

hot leather

cushions.

 

sticky fingers,

still moistened

from safari

adventures

from head

to toes.

 

chests rising

trying to

find balance

by taking in

big gulps

of air..

 

making love

 with you

spontaneously

again and

again

on a sunday

a...

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a suite for martyrs laughing / the nowhere poems

 

jesus walk

 

holes in

my left

shoe,

 

wandering 

for meaning

on this 

Tuesday 

smoked

afternoon.

 

back aching

from the

weight of

loving you.

 

pickled herring

breath

washed with

beer fills

my mouth

with solace.

 

my broken 

cell phone

lies a couple

of streets

back shattered

unable

to call 

anyone 

...

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something lost right in the middle / the nowhere poems

 

you run

out the

torn front

screen door,

 

like a

runaway

child 

begging 

for the

cover of

the blackest

night,

 

hoping to

find a

second

do over

chance at

your

Sacramento

virginity,

 

dorthy 

without 

toto.

 

it is one

hell of

a lonely

place.

 

you need 

the time

to catch

your breath,

 

...

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the moment of a open heart / the nowhere poems

 

this time,

 

like old

clothing

that no

longer 

fits.

 

or a

last breath

from a

martyrs

mouth.

 

there is

love for

you.

 

encouragement

of saints.

 

and you

have made

a difference

in me,

 

like a hot

desert wind

to the 

sandstone

in a 

canyon's

calico

wall.

 

over time

under you.

 

...

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the broken angel poem

 

though

life's

torns may

entwine and 

bleed our

hearts

dry in

suffering.

 

in full

witness of

God's 

open eyes.

 

asking

pendance,

 

I would lie

down and

surrender

to you,

 

and shelter

you from

any harm

or doubt

in love..

 

the giving

is the

salvation

 

of turning 

black

to light.

 

to ...

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parrot dreams

 

 

the dumb

bird sits

and sways 

on it's

splintered

wooden bar

and sings.,

 

one song

one voice

over and

over again. 

 

like a 

prisioner

sentenced

somewhere

between

5-10.

 

 

parole not

a option

news papers

and seed

cuisine

 

a blessing.

 

and by

some miracle

we share

the same

love life,

 

...

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these days

 

 

walking like 

old wobbly 

peg

out of

it's hole

 

upon some

broken

game board

reality of

me.

 

open questions

in my head

fall through

me like 

dirty

water falling

through some

circling  cosmic

drain.

 

and for

ever in a

day,

 

I thought I

would be

the one 

for you.

 

you window

shopped me

go...

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a classic romance of ten seconds or less

 

 

swaying

to the

beat of

 

a pacific

sunset

breeze

in her

camaro

red

dress,

 

just up the 

road

on highway

101.

 

 

she leans 

alittle

to the

right,

 

like a

classic

old race

car,

 

with the

back tires

slightly

under

inflated

 

to stategically

hold the

curves.

 

 

and once

...

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eggs over done pity on the side and toast

 

 

 

eggs burning

in the next

room,

 

skillet pan

sizzling

with no

relief,

 

 

blind sided

by her

awkward

canalope

smile,

 

her sunday 

best 

dress torn

from a 

tug and

a pull,

 

I stumble like

a one legged

man in

full retreat.

 

having met

my match

and then

some.

 

bruised with

purple

...

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captions

 

the taste

of goodbye 

on her

pirate

lips,

 

hot breath

 

as she

opens 

her mouth

for the

last time

 

just for 

me.

 

her kid

playing like

a orphan 

child neglected

the next

room.

 

her mother

and I

lying naked

across her

bed

exhausted

on this 

sunday

afternoon.

 

radio:s

on in

the next

...

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The disapointment of rotten tangerines

 

the bad

taste

lingers in

my 

mouth,

 

like a

wide mouth

kiss of

a old woman 

who has 

smoked

25 years 

of her life

.

ash and

burnt offerings.

 

the fruit

of her

soul is

gone,

 

running 

down the

drain of

forever,

 

like a

runnaway

cat

 

dodging cars

on a open

four lane

highway.

 

and...

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E poems / the 4 a.m. poem

 

 

it is 

the mazes

in between

the 4 a.m

moments,

 

when you

will find

yourself

spiritually

lost,

 

like a 

broken

oared

ship

without

a compass

or stars

to find

it's way.

 

or canvass

belly white

sails

without 

pacific

salt

winds

to blow

them full..

 

these moments

of the

heart,

 

wit...

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Emer's poems to faith

 

somewhere 

behind 

your smile.

hidden

 

like

small

child 

playing hide

and seek.

 

 

where your

paternal

love

searches for

a new

meaning,

 

and time 

begins a

new expression

of life

without

him.

 

like a black

sky left

barren to

a falling

star.

 

where one

heart beat

begins

where 

there...

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sunset beach confessions

 

10:00 o'clock 

in the morning,

 

she's gone.

 

she is lying

underneath

somebody elses

sweat 

by now.

 

chipped

dirty dishes

in the kitchen

sink peek out

and yawn,

 

knowing quite

well that no one

will be

waking 

up to 

attend to

them anytime

soon.

 

12 little

aluminum can

soldiers lie

wasted across

my be...

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E poems

the father / daughter dance

 

no spaces 

imbetween.

death / life,

 

past thoughts

shared

thoughts

blossomed

within

a single 

smile upon

your face.

 

will always

be remembered.

 

dreams he

had for

you now  lie

still but

true in

the blackest

of nights,

 

 

like open 

ended 

questions

lying bleached

under a

...

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31 days / sept 8th

 

 

his broke back

walk shuffles

down the alley

way,

 

like a three

legged dog

leaning heavy

to the right.

 

shattered wino 

bottles crumble

under his

shoes,

 

a party

missed

recently moved to

some other

desperation

local. 

 

in his 

back pockets

friends of

choice

jack daniels

and old 

jim beam,

 

I wat...

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the 31 day poems / sept.7th

 

it is

the light

changing 

hue

in your

eyes,

the rythem of

your breathing 

broken by

a morning:s 

first kiss. 

the tangle

of our toes

when we

first awake.

 

the yearning 

for eternity

in each other's

heart.

 

the baptism

of fire in

our loins

as you

make love

to me.

 

the rolling 

of words

of alligence

...

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the 31 day p[oems / sept. 5th

your thoughts

wander to night,

 

like a alley cat 

stalking something

something black

something hiding

in the

corners

of your heart.

 

and still 

your sleep

eludes you,

 

and time 

is a river

that covers

over you.

 

like a 

fine silt

from a

neptune

oceans spray.

 

and your 

voice in

the night

is only

for you.

...

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the 31 day poems/sept 3rd

 

the wind

fleeing across

my face

holds so

many secrets

of us.

 

held close

to the vest,

buried in

deep  places

long forgotten.

untouched

or unthought about

 

for decades

upon decades

upon decades.

 

but now

and  I

can't explain,

 

the wind

whisphers 

your name

to me.

 

and I have 

no answer

in return.

...

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the 31 day poems / sept.2nd

the 31 day poems / sept 2nd

 

you would

fall to me,

and I 

to you,

like pirate

rainbows

over virgin

sky

or the arch

of your

back,to

my tender

touch,

as we lie 

naked on 

our bed.

with the

tastes

of our 

bodies on

our lips,

and the

satisfaction of

of our seeds 

stirring deep.

waiting

wanting.

 

 

to fall

...

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