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"She had dismissed me out of hand again.Just as the welling of my eyes had come,swiftly, abruptly,I'm leaving her.My love for her waning.Waning like a moon that lives to dance among the trees, with no ..."

"Did i tell you that i love you before you went awayCould i have alluded how i'd need you here todayYour breath that brushed me gently touched me softlyfilled my heartDid i tell you that i love youbefo..."

"it seemed dark there all I could do was sit at the edge of the bed as she wept and watch her tears my elbows in my knees my shame and my face weighing heavy on the heels of my hands I waited hair clin..."

"Crashing to the streets a moments fury casting shadows on our hearts as they both fell the bitter taste of terror shaking strong men the crippling deeds of cowards bring forth hell. Young men called..."

"Grey It was always grey and so were you You cared so little but meant so much The time between us each tender touch had slipped between your fingers passed right through your brain and all the love..."

"It came today on the breeze I hadn't expected our sunset and my wine gone long ago I had lingered there, in that moment, for an eternity now I was home Our chair and blanket grow lonely I supp..."

"He didn't say he was leaving and then he left, I'm not sure why He left my mother, left our home their three kids all alone to die He didn't leave us anything he walked right out the door didn't give..."

"I felt it as they came through the doorThe air burst past me and escaped behind a curtain, somewhereCarrying the smell of Tom Collins mixer and Southern Comfort with it...Off to bed in a hurry, younge..."

"Sitting in the rain reminds meof moments lived before you came(how few they were)Sitting in my chair by the fireGlass of Cabernetalone, satisfyingblanket around my feettwice to keep me warmNow you’re ..."

"Not really poetry, but...here I am againsitting in the lobby of his officetwittling my thumbs, waiting“I didn’t do it”, written all over my facebut he knows I didI always didhe’ll call for me from beh..."

"Remember when…Paper, pens and reading lamps Would guide our merry way To evenings filled with poetryTales of love betrayedCandles burning late nightsFumbling pencils toilPutting pen to paperBurning mi..."

"I've read your scithing pointed words not works of poets like scrapping little girls squeeling and fighting in dresses just pressed home to their mothers in wrecked sunday's best I've listened a bun..."

"This is long, and it's not poetry, but...     I hear people talk about the short fallings of the parenting they received, frequently.  The things their parents did to screw them up, the things they d..."

"Arms outstretched drinking in a sky so vast it was as if I’d died and gone to heaven You were there, of course encompassing it all and the moment just kept coming As I saw the altar distant, as if i..."

"Move MeTeetering in the balance of a far off conversation I sit and ponderwho must I be to join the world? Persecuted, scrutinized, never really justifiedI sit and wonder. Balanced at the edge of s..."

"She's said it nowthat irreversible tinge that lingers in my stomach it is over.What about the promisesthe plansthe furniture we shopped for to make the home we both dreamed of, forever?we were so clos..."

"We were skipping rocks that day,my father and Ithose little flat flurries of hopehovering for a moment then plunging out of our sight into an unknownI wanted so much to go farther in lifeskip just one..."

"Fallen on deaf earsare the murmuring of our loved ones.Murmurrings of the things done to destroy ourselves spilling carelessly upon those who linger closely about us.Self inflicted wounds that kill on..."

"The texture of her eyes as they cast spells upon those who gaze evidences her inner beauty. Green encircling eternity, Little wisps of golden and sage, Crisp curls of every eyelash seen and not...."

"She's said it now that irreversible tinge that lingers in my stomach it is over. What about the promises the plans the furniture we shopped for to make the home we both dreamed of, forever? we were..."

"twistingsheet woven about my legs like a tourniquetthe hate and frustration flashing through my mind fiercely pierces the darkness of my roommy hellthe pillow that comforted me so many nights turned m..."

"The driveway is cluttered again, with "necessities", of course a motorcycle, or most of one, WD-40, an ashtray, rags and a bucket used to wash a car sold two weeks ago.  I walk past a burning cigarett..."

"As I read her words I feel her touch me gently gliding her fingers across my cheek then gone. I read on, One after another, her thoughts creep closer to my soul until I know her. The years of her lif..."

"I tire easily these days my heart is so heavy it's falling from my chest. I'm not even getting old yet. I wonder if a heart attack wouldn't be better. Haven't seen my children in months when I talk to..."

"You were in my heart today the child you lost was there too My pain for you both just a fraction of the pain that I know it's caused you I can't tell you enough how I'm sorry the loss you endure is n..."

"I'll write tonight of things that move my heart not for you not for them just for me I'll go tonight to places I have dreamed not for you not for them just for me And in my world of words and places..."

"I painted a picture of you. Gently laying each stroke with words like beauty, love, kindness and compassion. Funny how memories fade. As if you were a new person without the rage, the smirk. Had I rem..."

"God and I had a chat tonight He told me what he thought I'm not sure how I feel just yet I'm still in a bit of a shock Seems I'm disillusioned thinking the life I live's okay He showed me all my fault..."

"I feel it slipping again that old friend that keeps me up late into the night is coming for a visit wonder how long he'll stay soon I'll be sleeping till noon and perpetually later, my hands swollen,..."

"Time, lingering in a moment so long it becomes permanent like a tatoo. Stationary, on an ever changing canvas. Young   taut     skin       grows           old. Moments of permanence ink vivid m..."

"I'm here, you see my little pen my little light in a corner of the room scribbling. Words pour forth mind pen page. Heart break falls in tears upon tiers upon pages, never shared. Secrets painsta..."

"As his great hands finished removing the training wheels the seat was the only thing left a small adjustment, then off we'd go to a life full of freedoms limitless. I remember him holding the siss..."

"Your magical words woo me little dashes and curves pencil upon paper you are affecting my mind again. Where are we off to? Descriptive little notions unfolding the finest nuances of the mind and s..."

"I'm here in my bathrobe in my bathroom with my things an unfamiliar face in the mirror blankly glances past me I shave, curves of the chin I knew so well are cut with indecision, chaffed with inactiv..."

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"Forgiveness is an awkward state of mind. A revelation of insight that allows us to identify our disinvolvement in the wrong doings of others. This is difficult in itself, but the most important forgiv..."

"Today, I am lost Sifting through items that make up my home, those "treasured" possessions, desperately searching to find ME. I have become scattered. Scattered about a temporary world.   ..."

"Words and sleep jumbled and blurry bring forth the wee hours of that hell that separates the silence of night from the break of another busy day. The burn of another night's rest foregone. How much..."

"As they prey, (yes prey) the world seems to converge. I stand outside their doors, observing their unity. Innocents? Bastards! Harbingers of sanctities untold. Scrutiny for the masses Reprieve for..."

"At the core of all these scribblings lie the truths of who we are the poets and the people their triumphs and their scars Listen to the voices as they drift throughout this place and try to link idea..."

"I remember pieces of my childhood. Sticky little memories dim and distant Colors like red stand out the most cuts, curtains, the kitchen table I learned to write at... Where does the time go? ..."

"Once upon a time there was a girl... Holding me closely she'd whisper the things that completed our souls Those little dreams shared in the shadows The places we wanted to go Conversations of spain ..."

"What are our boundaries in life and who sets them? Parameters that bind our beings quelch our interests stiffle our hearts... Set by us, for us, against us are for what? I remember being intimidate..."

"I have always wanted to be a person of interest a writer perhaps like Poe, like Twain, any one other than myself. I worked so hard for the words the opportunity the art... nothing. I have always wan..."