Then I Walked Into You
Poem I found a clay hut while the desert stormed. Inside a monk sat on the packed ground Indian style, chanting the blues of the Ancients; centered soliloquist, unaware I laid prostrate before him....
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Sands of My Broken Timing Glass
How long until the sands run out Of your ticking, tracking eyes That look so freely in and through me And gaze upon shores of my muddled tries How long until the sands run...
A Collection of Short Poems
Short Poems Dishes Silverware askew, two empty plates, bits of food still clinging to the white china before being emptied down the sink, are all I have left of your voice, your face,...
Indecision Den
Introspective Poem Here I am again Thinking yes, saying no Staying here Wanting to go Stuck. Again. In this indecision den Stuck in fear of possible growth and change and expanding my range...
