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The 4th of July

Monday, July 2nd, 2007

Bright lights in July,
reminding me of distant battles
lost before my memory started.
Peaceful silence of willful defiance
broken by the thundering roar
of personal independence.
No war to recall,
no battlefields scattered with loss,
only social revelation to announce.
Thoughts kept warm with hope,
and dreams exploding nearby the stars,
as loved ones still seem so far.
Deep chastity, perfected innocence.
Childlike memories of desperate times,
fought […]

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The Old Crow

Monday, July 2nd, 2007

Sitting above the backroom,
the gray sulfur of indiscretion
billowing beneath my perch.
Voices of sinful conversation,
reaching my ears,
playing amongst my thoughts.
Old crow, black and lost,
Watching through the rain,
wondering if anyone cared.
Peaceful and stubborn,
a life that didn’t have reason,
or even worthwhile consideration.
Old crow, discarded and soiled,
upon the wire that holds no weight
dark water raining from […]

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The wind, my subtle care no more

Monday, June 25th, 2007

Sweet dreams, reminiscent of a fall day.
Do you hear, as I do, how things are so beautiful?
Hearing voices of tumbling leaves, chaotic ramblings.
or do you fail to listen, to hope, to such silent whispers?
In my mind, I hear no silence, just motion around my life.
Together I would have thought, that this was perfect.
Everyone cares, not […]

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Save Nothing

Thursday, June 21st, 2007

I was asked by an absolute stranger today,
in an inquiring tone and dominating request,
if I would believe as I do, if not having been wrong.
I thought, if I was right today,
could I foresee how I would live tomorrow,
or would I blindly fail to see things behind me?
So I asked, first of myself, then of […]

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The other side of the road

Wednesday, May 30th, 2007

Some choose, to be different
glancing across the street,
watching people walk on by.
Others find themselves sedated,
failing to realize where they are,
or even where they are going.
I find myself moving along,
sometimes fast, sometimes slow,
often waiting for a signal that never comes.
I find myself waiting with hope,
failing to protect my caution,
as I step into traffic I cannot see.

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Illicit Lover

Saturday, March 24th, 2007

She said,
whispering through
her passionate breath,
that she liked me.
I smiled,
pulling her against my chest,
pinning her arms,
kissing her without asking.
We lost ourselves,
two bodies holding on
to the dreams we embraced
as our lips succumbed to lust.
Neither of us noticed,
the small wounds of indiscretion
finding ourselves being ravaged
as only lovers can detail.

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The Fall of Rome

Tuesday, March 20th, 2007

It was not truth,
as I had witnessed in life
but spires of blackness from society
The death plume of innocence
and compassion,
of both heart and love.
The heartiest soil,
broken beneath mighty morality
and fundamental ideology.
This was not democracy
the fallacy of hope
chastised by false religion
It was the corruption of mankind
as we tried to fail
in passionate blindness
falling upon the very swords
that our […]

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