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- this isn't finished yet...work in progress at allpoetry
I remember the smell of almond tea
brewing on the stove - God will catch us at allpoetry
"Take my hand.
If you come with me - 'til the worms grab hold at allpoetry
I can feel the words
slipping away from me now - a park in new york at allpoetry
we are swallowed by
tall buildings - A Winter Poem at allpoetry
"Be still
and listen" - to a salt and pepper society at allpoetry
What do you value in life?
Institutionalized learning - without connecting at allpoetry
I shift my weight
from foot to foot - state of mind at allpoetry
I sniffed up this great
sweetened pleasure one time - one of those moments at allpoetry
. - discomfort as a metaphor at allpoetry
Her hair is ashy,
wispy, smoky. - secrets at allpoetry
. - there I find you at allpoetry
you wanted to see yourself
through my eyes - yellow at allpoetry
Jessica drowned
her baby in the river - fire at allpoetry
the ashy wind from the north is
strong today - on lake superior at allpoetry
I feel an aching
a cold wind calling me - bug lust at allpoetry
digging deeper
growing redder - Mementos at allpoetry
I found a tiny box
underneath the windowsill - Who knew? at allpoetry
Maybe the chill of cold has
changed my mind - warmth at allpoetry
I took communion from the mystics at dawn
Their eyes held identity that was - autumn at allpoetry
autumn falls like rain upon our bellies
a thousand leaves of green and gold - stress at allpoetry
I find myself sighing all the time these days
just letting out these huge puffs of air - I will at allpoetry
I will
lie to them - whiskey at allpoetry
tonight i will drink
to an old friend - green eyes at allpoetry
I wandered down to the creek today
and drank the murky water - maybe maybe at allpoetry
where are you going
and where have you been? - aqua at allpoetry
. - [ I don't really feel like writing you a poem, but I'm angry. You of all people, as if you deserve a poem. As if you deserve my time or thoughts or energy or love. But there we were and here we are. And I am angry. I am so. angry. ] at allpoetry
I don't really feel like writing you a poem, but I'm angry. You of all people, as if you deserve a poem. As if you deserve my time or thoughts or energy or love. But there we were and here we are. And I am angry. I am so. ang - dirt at allpoetry
November passed and the seeds we planted - tip-tip-toeing at allpoetry
Last night I found myself thinking about you while I was sitting at home alone - highways and freeways at allpoetry
it's all similar it's all relative - Maybe at allpoetry
. - Evaporation at allpoetry
Liquid pools of color. My face melts through the floor cracks, - Speculation. at allpoetry
. - home at allpoetry
. - blue paint at allpoetry
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