Melted Ice
freezer busted
on a hot August morn'
the veteran plumber
without a syllable spoken
skipped out the rear door
with his war torn knees
destination, the ice machine
a mere few blocks away
interrupted by the neon sign, which read
BAR
A few Pabst Blue Ribbons
flowed down his tube
with his last two quarters
he saved for ice
dropped them in the machine
we had ice
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Still the Reaper
When we speak of the drink
We cannot think
The ravaging menace we are
Turning that key
cranking up the car
From bar to bar
We roam
Amongst the dead
Hangovers we do dread
Eight hours of boozing
Sick and tired of
Being sick and tired
And losing
All that I have in one sack
Will soon be gone
In a brief encounter
When the grim reaper of
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The Past is Past
The past is gone
As a matter of fact
The mistakes I made
Forgiven, unto Gods' eyes
Why must I be put
To scrutiny
By the ones' who are
Really guilty
I want this position
As a keeper of hearts
To clean the mess
Left only for me
I've traveled that road before
Until I, alone, clashed heads with the boss
Cursed her up and down
Then, apologized
With a sign of the cross
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A Heavy Pen
I suppose the worldly way
to be bad is to be good
the foul spitting rappers
keep me out of Hollywood
I wish not
to go there
to spend my earnings
on someone who would care
I write today
with a heavy pen
someday soon, hoping to be famous
simply don't know when
so I sip my wine
in my freshly painted den
and write again, write again
nonsensically
with my heavy pen
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My Kayla Marie - growing up
Proud of you
what you've become
your school grades, above anything
I've ever done
So young at heart
these things that you do
At times the sarcasm
my attitude, through and through
There's a time for daring
A time for solice
A time for loving
no boyfriends
please! don't scare us
So take your time
just be a kid
remember what I told you
when boiling water
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Irish Hairdresser
My hearts pounding
Every hair stands
On end
Her beauty, my trap
So young and innocent
Double blades
Clipping
Hair today
Gone tommorow
Diced on the deck
Gleaming eyes
On her redhead
Feelings like this
Don't come often
Monthly, not soon enough
Seems like eternity
My growth is slow
I'm wanting to see her
Quickly
Rushing to the store
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My Logan Louis
My lifes' lesson
For you my son
Your fathers' work is never done
Convincing you not to tread
On the rocks I've trembled on
Treat your elders with honor and respect
At times they will not hear
Keep your spirit soaring
As you travel through life
From year to year
Remember God and only God
Will surely light your way
Enjoy your life
One day at a time
Remember me this way
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Lasting Peace
My heart is troubled today
My friends
I often think of the debauchery
I caused my loved ones
Past and present
And wish to make amends
I want to travel far beyond Emersons sunsets
And Dorothys' rainbow she dreamed of
In the land of OZ
I hope to follow that lonesome dove
And sail beyond the Leps pot o' gold
I wish to go there
Live there
Endlessly
Deliberately
In peace
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The Churchs' Magnet
I'm fighting the magnet
I can't go inside
Someone, please tell me, why?
I'm being pulled back
By an opposite force
Fighting constantly within my self
How can I work there?
Not reaching my goal
The doors are open
I can't get through
I know how to pray
To serve my higher power
Though I seem to lose it
When I look at the people
Going there
Magnets that do not attract
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Judge not my verse
Go ahead
judge me and my works
so sick and tired
of the negative jerks
there is no good and bad poetry
so I understand
I pay my taxes and
secure freedom and my land
so critique my writes as they are
there's no guarantee
they'll go very far
if I make a reader
shed a tear
make them laugh
make them cry
make them sigh
I'll forge onward with my verse
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