Posts Tagged ‘poetry’
Reality
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one never knows
how close or far
reality lies
away from here
but that sound it makes
when crashing down
is way too familiar
a thing to hear
and it resonates
both far and near
and brings to mind
a most basic fear
about fundamental truths
we once held dear
which only now come around
every occasional odd year
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Memory
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it might as well
be a fleeting thought
gone as quick as it comes
memories lost
to time and happenstance
senseless stuff all shiny and new
claiming attention
for no particular reason
at the expense
of more valuable personal views
leaving lucid dreaming
to grasp for threads
of meetings from the past
with precious people
more spirit than face
feelings that endure
minus basic facts
hope loiters
wishing for some purpose
that it’s not just soot
from smoke
that randomly wafted past
clinging to the walls
along the hallways
of my flimsy mind
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Fog
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it’s complicated
trying to find the words
to describe the fog
in a way that’s not cliché
how it makes life feel
different
by just being there
clouding every space
both heavy and light
at the very same time
it fills every void
and effectively creates
one much greater
simple
as a science lab experiment
expanded
to epic proportions
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Go
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where do you go
to find a place
that is out of reach
past the setting sun
behind the things
that are easy to see
under the obvious
obscured by light
holding each secret
as if it would hurt
to let them all go
released to the wind
who knows what might transpire
or what rabid aftermath
would try to show up
unannounced
out of place
and chomping for a fight
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Relative Something 