poem

  • history

    here are more words i’m donating to the waste of time i spend on you i lower a bucket into a dust dry well searching for some new story to tell but all i draw is this pebble truth i long for rumor in place of proof some mystery to flow through my hands at…

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  • used to believe

    i used to believe you’d hear this someday as sure as the radio plays i used to believe you’d hear me someday when i figured out what to say i only wanted you to be happy but i hate that you’re happy now less than noble, so afraid of what you’ve finally found i used…

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  • i’d choose wrong

    look i’m not trying to waste your time i keep reaching for words like rifles on a battlefield – but each one empty i will play dead…instead poets have said it better than i the guilt of love …never to be i’m calling my hope like a loose dog it’s chasing you…like i used to…

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  • never for me

    the touch of her fingers her hair in the wind the smell of her showers the feel of her skin the sound of her laughter the sight of her tears her face in the moonlight the curve of each ear the look when she’s angry that wrinkling brow the look when she’s bored like the…

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  • behind goodbye

    when you told me you were going away i can’t remember if i wished you’d stay but i recall seeing words in your eyes now trapped forever behind “goodbye” it’s raining today, i’m safe inside away from the crowd, with a place to hide the silence reminds me of that day i wonder what you…

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  • in time

    a white dress wrapped around someone else’s bride right words that never escaped from inside deep feelings that are too wrong to confess in time you’ll grow to love her less hold the invitation like your other choice what might have been if love had a voice too good of a friend not to be…

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  • 1,543

    one thousand five hundred and forty three times this old pain has felt new to me like the beginning, i’ve stopped saying your name i’ve even willing to take most of the blame but it seems that everywhere i go there’s a memory of someone i used to know i still wonder about that look…

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  • bounty

    a few more wishes roll in with the tide like lava the earth can’t keep inside i gather it up and dig holes to hide these memories of a darker pride i was walking a cluttered ocean floor weighted with treasure but looking for more i kicked my feet finally rising for air stopped short…

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  • prodigal

    would you take me home if i asked to leave would You wait for me when i’m slow to believe when i ask to see what’s up Your sleeve will You tell me “wait” and let me grieve are You leaning in to hear me now one servant in a massive crowd You know what…

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  • fallen leaves

    hidden in the winter woods bare and swaying in the breeze she looks down upon the ground as if to beckon fallen leaves sweetly shy she shivers blushes red with every dawn till her lover comes with spring to slip her new dress on

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