October 2011
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roses are dark red jalapenos can be too my rhyme scheme haiku Read more
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Shoes; a pair fit in my hand Shoes sometimes bronzed for museum-reverence, dusty display on living room mantle Unfathomable they once thundered across hardwood floors in a symphonic cacophony of thumping, giggles, pure joy. Little shoes; toy-like. Worn soles, tattered seams, frayed laces a dingy gray Just a pair of shoes. Hers. Two little shoes… Read more
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When your faith is tested your belief doesn’t get graded but you do Read more
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It is no longer a choice to run away, join the circus you need to speak to a recruiter, for screening so says their website French Foreign Legion not an option anymore; I possess none of the high-tech skills they are currently seeking Ironically, being an outcast is no longer a desirable, employable attribute Even carnies… Read more
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Perched. Lurking. A homecoming overture to dance snidely rebuffed former friends wronged, promises not kept, purposely broken someone left behind Threats made in anger bitterness and betrayal; jealousy, envy Sitting, watching. Stoic yet tenuous, sinister yet benign, stone cold and weathering watching, waiting…for…? They are all here gargoyles on my soul Read more
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Life is an accordion the harder you squeeze, the more discordant the music Read more
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Sitting on the beach in front of my rented cabana watching others relax sipping my daiquiri (banana) wondering how sincere a man can be, ad libbing his mantra Read more
Ponderable polemics, poetic 