a realization

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del amitri, humor, love, poem, poems, poetry, regret, rhymes, soul

he was the love of her life

but she didn’t know it back then

and for her to realize it when

her life was full of strife

caused her soul to ache

with love and regret

(like a del amitri song

that played in her head)

while she thought of death

on her (un)made bed

remembering

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dogs, love, memory, poem, poems, poetry, rhymes

your eyes of burnt sienna

always kind but never meek

your dear and caring nature

ever magical and sweet

your gentle playful spirit

that i hold in memory

this and so much more i keep

deep and tenderly


(for dora)

abandoned

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angels, creative writing, lost soul, poem, poetry, rhymes, soul, transmigration, world

what do you think

when the world begins to sink

below your expectations

after angels fly away

and you forget to pray

for transmigration

and what will you do

now that angels banish you

to a world of rack and ruin

for you cannot grow wings

or do most anything

with a soul in ruin

playlist

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happynewyear, humor, nonsense, poem, poems, poetry, rhymes

this year

don’t let them

confuse

bemuse

abuse

misuse

or reuse you

instead

just dance around

and boogie down

to every tune

i lit a candle for you

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anniversary, candle, creative writing, light, memory, poem, poems, poetry, rhymes

i lit a candle for you

for that’s what i do

when the day arrives

to remind me of you

and the single flame

it burned all day

till succumbing to

a smoke-filled haze

oh what more can i do

in memory of you

and the flame that once

burned so bright in you

revelation

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alliteration, poem, poems, poetry, revelation, rhymes, worry

something special

something sweet

something to sweep you

off your feet

something outrageous

but not unkind

something to make you

lose your mind

that’s what i wish for you

every day

something to keep

your troubles away

giving thanks

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creative writing, gratitude, nature, poem, poems, poetry, thanksgiving

i give thanks to metallic blue

such as the shade of the pacific

in late autumn

i also give thanks to shadow play

such as when tree branches tremble

outside a white curtain backlit by the sun

i give thanks as well to each time the moon

floats through the night like a golden boat

searching for all who are eager to voyage

to neverland and beyond

for when i take time to embrace

the beauty of simple sights

like a color or motion

or phase of the moon

gratitude arrives unbidden

amber glow

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amber, creative writing, death, insects, poem, poems, poetry, wasp

we have a lot of dead things here

the serious entomologist at the museum joked

we didn’t laugh

we were on a tour of the bug morgue

in the underbelly of the museum

where the dead things were kept

we stood among rows and rows and cases and cases

of insects displayed in impeccable order

according to species and genera

all frozen in place for time immemorial

they live only a few weeks or so the entomologist said

and yet here they were as evidence

that they had once existed in all their varied magnificence

and while the entomologist took us from case to case

explaining everything in erudite fashion

we were mostly thinking about order and meaning

at the end of the tour

one by one we looked through a magnifier

back to 40 million years ago

at a tiny wasp trapped in amber

its dark eyes flattened into a look of confusion

its glistening wings forever stilled

and then we understood

why we hadn’t laughed earlier

for we were of course thinking of you

always you

and we knew of no way to catalog or classify

or find meaning in our loss

even as this tiny wasp stared back from long ago

giving us hope within its amber glow

extinction

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creative writing, dinosaurs, drawing, extinction, humor, illustration, living in the moment, poem, poems, poetry, titanosaur, troubles

sometimes when things get tough

i find myself thinking about titanosaurs

of the late cretaceous period

all one hundred or so feet of them

and how unsuspecting they were

of the extinction event headed their way

i don’t know why but when imagining

these creatures living in the moment

amid their lush wild endlessly fertile landscape

i don’t necessarily forget my troubles

but for a time i let them drift far far away

the anniversary

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ambition, anniversary, creative writing, death, memory, poem, poems, poetry, time

five years have passed. your death has gained in age like a child. i remember not long before you left you asked me, so what do you want to do with your life. you confessed that often all you wanted to do was move things from one shelf to the other which you demonstrated with your hands, lifting an invisible object from a pretend shelf and placing it one level below. yes, i realize morphine had a lot to do with this pantomime, but i also believe you had many other dreams, other things you wished to do in your time that might have defied your circumstances. i made a promise to myself then, a promise i aimed to keep, and yet now that these five years have passed, i realize i am not so different from you. for here i am on the train of time, hoping for more, as i watch the scenery go by.