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No Running
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Disdain
the dogma of self indulgence show me, sure, but tell me, too I didn’t look? You didn’t listen. echoes of time like clockwork big blue eyes sunken and staring bug eyes of blue aviators reflected silk layered facades of transience sorry I didn’t notice your shoes powerless words of helplessness assured by voices of prowess…
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Untitled
in the chamber of a smoke filled bubble is the ember of a life still breathing the capricious flow of time beats blows memories into dreams tests limits, breaks rules challenges mortality and even still it survives light a soul fire so intertwined with a cold wind rigid contemplation and hopeless ambitions one intrinsically needs…
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Tongue Touch
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Tonight’s Lady…
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Elliptical Attraction
2005Mar09 Games of jealousy Resistance designed To be released – A controlled inevitability …and with so much passion Ricocheted arrows With a recoiled touch Make a pass Held back and drawn close Without any need for reason Elliptical attractions Ebb and flow High and low With not much in between Today is a season Found…
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Recurring
2005Mar05 Swirled words on a Saturday night, Mixed emotions, And blended time frames. Artwork creating being Recurring, episodic acquaintances Friendly, but challenging Destined transience Planted seeds There’s a shifting in the energetics of the situation Motion, emotion Memories of promises to come And dreams of wishes made true
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Motel Evening
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2004Aug13 (Poem)
2004Aug13 (Poem) Redwood Park Early afternoon Don’t trip on the promise Of yesterday’s forecast. Don’t fall backwards Planning tomorrows events. Positive presence: [Give her what she wants, But Don’t forget about myself] Selfless Full-bodied Being – Treasure is a celebration; Savour the moment, Dispel the world, And stop breaking thinks down. Rise.
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2004Aug06 (Poem+)
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2004Aug05
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2004Jul21 (Poem)
2004Jul27 (Poem) Frail looking Hollow skin or flesh Cheap or free connections Never gifted Until the veil is lifted Dissipates a fog-like lie In an instant – an eternity A discerning eye Caresses the senses Then makes up its own mind It must be love Or there’ll be hell to pay Refresh dormant ideas Sullen…
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2004Jul19 (Poem)
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2004Jul18 (Poem)
2004Jul18 (Poem) Yesterday’s lover Passed without revisit Curled me up and laid me down While school girls woke me Teasing “Daddy, I’m home” Woke me to adult-hood Held me over – holding out Until today when I at last faded Drifted away without help And felt my heart sing Near the fire at ruby gulch…
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2004Jul13 (Poem)
