Posted in Poetry on Feb 24th, 2010
I am a poet who no longer writes poetry – that’s tragic on a literary level. In an effort to remind myself of what used to be, for better or for worse, I feel compelled to post a small gaggle of word-songs from the way back. There’s also a few of you angels out yonder [...]
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Posted in Poetry on Aug 10th, 2007
Voices I hear your voice so often Nestled in my illuminated recesses, Echoes of smoldering mystery and Tiny, tingling pricks of solitary pain. It’s like you’re here, Next to me, chain-smoking and talking About yourself, about your past loves; women that aren’t quite Behind you, and all I can do is listen. Let the drops [...]
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