The shock of being died
Their tattered bodies died
without knowing why
they were slain.
Souls ascended past their grief,
laughing in disbelief
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Evident
God is love
Feel it in the air
God is love
See it in the heavens
God is love
All nature sings
God is love
Proof was on Calvary
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Another Somebodies Love Poem Part Five
My favorite failure is you
Covering myself with courage
I took you, you took me!
Wrapping you in words
And making love anywhere-
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Night Delivers
Night is dark
Hiding in pain
Night is quiet
But trouble remains
Night is still
For those suffering
Night delivers dawn
Dawn delivers day
Day delivers hope
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Low to High
In the park the depression is deep
Visiting those familiar places.
Just to see or hear
Is there any magic left?
All alone, but not alone
Children are playing.
And in their laughter
Depression fades away.
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Green plus white equals blues
With the green
you can have love.
She needs the green,
it buys the white,
she says its her job.
Its just an act she says
every night and day,
seven days a week
or till she passes out.
Its sad,
but true,
the denial is real.
Green plus white
equals the blues.
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Poor Pitiful Me
I’m both good and bad
Even though Momma
Always called me trouble
Dogs howl and growl
But black cats purr
Cause I’m just a stray
I’m the bounce in your step
And the sigh in your breath
When you think of me
And I’m just a tired bird
Flying high
Just to be free-
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Diane
Everywhere
In this old place
Packed with rednecks
Cowboys, dust and sweat
They speak
In low tones about Diane
Because she’s so wild
But I’m sure it’s the vodka
I’ve been serving her
She keeps
Ambushing me behind the bar
Like we’re playing
Cowboys and Indians
I’m losing of course
But I like the fifty some bucks
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Bluejay Greeting and Old Cat Laughing
I. In the gray of the morning the bluejay is spring up and down on the branch of the old tree. Suddenly the bird dives towards the ground over and over. Startling my breakfast and making me wonder what’s happening under the window pane.
II. In the gloom I sit lonely with my love gone and the old cat off somewhere. Curiosity accompanies me out the door where I find a baby bluejay in the grass. The mother bird is screaming and diving towards the old cat keeping him at bay.
III. I grin with the old cat and laugh. The bluejay takes notice and comes at me. I quickly scoop up the old cat and retreat behind the door where the old cat and I grin at each other, then go about our day.
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When an Ego Explodes
The Sun,
Its rays reach to her
Through the window
Lighting her beauty
It seems so surreal
Like she’s an angel
(Not)
I roll over to share
In all the beauty
Making Love,
I caress her soft skin
Till she gently wakes
I reach to kiss her
And the kiss
Turns into desire
Solace is found
In the embrace
Making love slowly
I whisper
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