Posts Tagged ‘poetry’
Dust
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as if the sun
has to decide to rise
as if the earth
chooses to spin
dust accumulates
marking the passing of time
in ways that lightness and darkness
cannot
so the simple stroke
of a cleaning cloth
becomes an act
of resetting
the immeasurable perpetual advance
of some bombastic
cosmic clock
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Boom
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years ago
when it was
another time
when we didn’t know
how things would go
how they’d turn out
in the end
our innocence
mixed with happenstance
as we danced
toward a final hour
our hearts went boom
as we crossed those rooms
and held their hands
in ours
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After
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as if I knew
what comes next
after last night
the last night of life
that every night is
whether or not
attention is paid
bone deep
bitter cold
memories linger
longer
than usual
dredged
as they were
unexpectedly
unabashedly raw
lacking the lust
but wanting
for more
mornings
.after
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Truth
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it’s to the east
or to the west
up above
and down below
floating past
as if like time
because time does flow
like clouds
a vapor
time disappears
don’t you know
and laughter
and love
ah, but love
it’s always there
just like the truth
doesn’t always show
we know it exists
within our midst
the shape it takes
will come and go
there is winter time
and Christmas snow
then spring brings green
and snow must go
truth just is
and also love
this binds them both
so know this too
they outlast everything
that we can sew
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Relative Something 