Time
 
time is an escape artist
magically disappearingout of time
with much less of itself
than first appearance 
 
time is a marathon runner
keeping pace with obscurity
rapidly passing  
leaving dreams in the dust
 
time is a trickster
an illusionist
falsifying the concept
it is endless
 
time is a glimpse
bolt of lightning strikes
burning its heels
to the end of the line
too soon my time is up
 
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The Illusion of Love and Beauty

 


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Dear Poet

poet

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Presence of Love
 
so long I  waited 
the days we spent 
friendship thrived
we were inseparable
 
there is a lover
you are her world
in the moonlight
she weeps
 
and so still  I wait
will it be always
waiting for you to notice
presence of love
in my heart for you
 
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Solitude

solitude
path some call lonely
road I choose to walk

solitudesolitude
wisdom is found
contentment abounds

solitude
freedom from mundane squabbles
creative spirit soars

solitude
my intuitive guide
companion at my side

solitude
cannot obscure my reclusiveness
I embrace my island
self-reflection
circumspection
disinfection
direction

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Parasites

all life is parasiticparasites
every living being
feeds from another life form
in order to survive

one would think
a supposed loving
all wise designer
could have devised
a less savage plan

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Duality Flaw

deep within my id
darkest secrets that are hid
mysteries just as grim
others keep obscured within
is it the bane of all
answer the wicked call
into the pit of serpents
shall we fall if not repent

whence came this seeking
of such bleakness
I don’t recall
a choice to fall
wicked visited at midnight
upsetting a reverent plight
was I evil from the start
deception in my heart

conclusion I have made
we’re all as black as spades
equally pure as fallen snow
divergent paths to go
continual fight twixt the two
no repose until life’s thru
duple-powered creatures all
duality is our flaw

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Pen on Fire

pen on fire

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A Poet’s Truth

poet's truth

 

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Scabs of Heartbreak

our romantic intimacy
should have blossomed into ebullient prosperity
rambling weeds of doubt choked the spark
flame turned to ash
decaying in a cold shallow grave

had your love arrived
when the rose of innocence was the scent of trustheartbreak
vulnerable as a butterfly alit a flower petal
unaware the harsh winter cold
of embittered betrayal

we could have known the beauty
a lush prolific garden
rare orchids and lilies
roses and magnolia trees
stayed intoxicated on lust’s exotic scents

our hearts should have rejoiced
as offshoots from love’s scattered seeds
roots were never formed
soil remained barren
never watered nor enriched

instead ours was a love
borne in a remembrance of pain
past heartbreak bore its icy scars
frozen; a hardened scab of heartbreak
inexpugnably resisting love’s thaw

so we went our separate ways
neither hating nor loving
the scabs covering the pain
now and then I see your smile
in the summer rain
I miss what should have been love

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