Skirt with a Flowery Design
I slipped into a long nightmare
Of wild, disturbing thoughts
And a river of fears.
I waited for the only woman
Who ever saw me weep,
I waited with the same lonely eyes
That used to watch her sleep.
Hearing the ocean roar of my unhappy soul,
I desired to wake but sunk further into restless unconsciousness.
In immeasurable darkness,
I trailed the voice of a bird
Until I casted myself into a moonless ditch.
Yesterday, I touched a skirt with a flowery design,
A skirt that once swayed with dances
But now hangs lifelessly in a closet.
I’ve been told
Everything can be forgotten,
The ability to open your eyes,
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Farewell to Time
Farewell to Time
By Uriah Lee Hamilton
Empty-handed at heaven’s gate,
I have nothing to give,
No reason to live,
I’m just lingering in the shadows
Of yesterday’s vague dreams of happiness
That today are a deluge of heartaches and regrets
Impossible to swim.
My one and only friend,
We are both forgotten in a lonely day
Where flowers delicately prepare
A pretty grave after so many mistaken breaths
That were meant as kind advice and loving thought,
A bouquet of friendship or a perfumed handkerchief of empathy
But it is now only words of inconsequential nonsense
For a life sadly misspent without returns
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Lovely and Euphoric
There is no brochure-vacation paradise
More perfect than this silent place
When I meditate in the afternoon
Gazing out windows onto the sunlit avenue.
Why do I complain like a disappointed child
With a broken Christmas gift?
My heart knows happy songs
Even during long stretches of being alone.
I belong in heaven’s fields
Praying for the people I adore
And cherishing every smiling face I see.
I’m lovely and euphoric with mad desire to celebrate
Every gorgeous hour of my breath
Allowing me to partake in the enchanted joy
Of beautiful humanity.
I’ve been sad before
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Everyone Is A Hurting Child
There are many remarkable women
That the boundary of historical years
Has prevented me from meeting.
I have often been near tears
Reading the fragments of Sappho,
Or merely gazing at a photograph
Of Emily Dickinson.
When I was a young boy,
I remember reading the Bell Jar
And seeing pictures of Sylvia Plath,
I thought she was so beautiful,
Nearly as beautiful as her amazing words
That brought both fear and sorrow
To my tiny beating teenage heart.
She was dead in 1963,
A year before my birth,
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Rose Petals upon Her Pillow
Let’s become young again,
My lovely summer friend,
Let’s dance upon the beach
Smiling at seagulls and seashells
And laugh like children easily amused
And always happy.
Later in the night,
Let’s walk through a college town
Dressing down but cool and chic
Like Japanese designers.
A streetlight waltz
Holding hands,
Starlight swaying
In your eyes like ballerinas,
One day you will understand
The immensity of this romantic love.
Until you live to share your heart
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Unloved
You’re lovelier than a summer breeze
Wafting the perfume of flowers
In a sleepy valley,
One can only imagine how delicately pretty
The midnight starlight would be in your eyes.
I’m lonely in this current incarnation,
I live like a stranger during this visit on earth;
I know the purpose of this sojourn
Is the opportunity to fall in love
With a woman’s breath on an autumn night
And to gaze at her affectionately
Across a table of candlelight.
I’ll be dancing alone beneath a lamppost
And remembering the longing I feel
When I hear the melody of your voice;
I’m not disappointed for having seen you,
Just for not being more heroic
In placing a ring upon your finger
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If You Slit My Throat Some Night
You despise a lady friend of mine,
You grow animal-like and wild in your eyes
If I speak her name;
If I suggest I might see her some day
For a harmless and friendly cup of coffee,
Your face turns red
Like you’re fuming or about to cry.
You’re definitely
The dangerously jealous type,
But sweetheart, that’s alright,
Your sex appeal is your violent tendency for rage
And drastic mood swings:
You might touch me more tenderly
Than the moment before a lovely orgasmic tremor,
Or you might chase me with a knife
While throwing a plate!
There is no restraining
Your exquisitely explosive passion.
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Never-Ending Love
Child, when you drift
Far away from home
And sail out along the wind-tossed sea
Like a ship alone at night
Guided by the luminescent light of distant stars,
I will have no way of knowing
If the people who surround you
Are treating you right
And if you still smile in the sunlight.
Don’t forget you’re loved in the midst
Of life’s onslaught of chaotic events;
There are secret prayers echoing
In the chambers of a tender heart
That will always exist and be an integral part
Of whom you are as a human being,
Hands that will still touch your hands
In reassuring midnight dreams.
God will not leave you unprotected
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More Intense Than Antony and Cleopatra
Big city confusion,
Dazzling neon lights flash
Downtown intersection
Where exited people talk
And laugh at newspaper corners,
Birds perch atop old building roofs
And gaze at me with prayerful eyes
Mystically returning from a saint’s life
In a reincarnation mysterious journey.
I’m all alone in a cold night
Dying for heartbeats not my own
And friendly conversation,
Clutching a letter written in faded ink
Promising a hotel rendezvous
In a neutral city
Where we would kiss beside
Nude window blinds
And experience frenzied passion
More intense than Antony and Cleopatra.
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I Can't Find Anything Left To Kill
It is always a startling surprise
When the first fragile rays
Of another sunrise
Peak through the window blinds
And I’m still alive.
I’ve spun so many meditations of suicide
Through my tormented mind
That I feel like a weaver
Of mortuary fantasies.
From my early teens,
I’ve been plagued
With death and poetry dreams.
I thought it would be over
When I reached thirty-three,
I thought it would be achieved,
My self-destruction at the age
Of Christ crucified.
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