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never regret the treachery of timeIt is a vertical poem composed by Imam Al-Shafi’i, who is Abu Abdullah Muhammad bin Idris Al-Shafi’i. Among the most prominent topics covered in the p...

letter to a dead poetdearest william, thorns i have pushed aside when you smiled upon me (finally) now tangle my limbs...

Dead Poets Never DieThe skin of the sea has nothing to tell me I see her diving down into herself, past the bell-shaped jelly fish who toll for no one & meanin...

ConflictOkay, Im jumping out of my comfort zone and trying to rhyme, I think its cheesy but this is all I have. LOL...

UTOPIA IThis poem is also a reflection of my life and the life of indeed all mortals. It is believed in many myths and legends across the world that pre-earth...

a coat of paint?lives bundled in boxes/ melodies of memories chime/ Dear Poet, Where do I begin? Now, moving in, cartons on the floor, the radio pl...

Did they tell you?When we remember the separation of our loved ones after their death...

The Poet and the InterviewerMy mouth seeded with your sperm, I talked back to the interviewer. It may also be this way with God. Approach with a mouthful of stones; you...

Cotton Candy LandHow will it be What will we say Will we go around in circles filling up the day Life was so good with cotton candy and clowns And a ferris wheel...

de-javuLessons learned...

The Alchemist...The ‘shadows grow long’, youthful zest wanes, Dreams are dimming, the Abyss is yawning ever wider, Smiles have retired, And, Meaning, like some el...

Maybe in my next life.I feel him, just think that I am meant to just remember him for my next life....

December, December!Just relax and listen to the angels!...

TundraBlack ship of night sailing through the world & the moon an orange slice tangy to the teeth of lovers who lie under it, sucking it. somewhere...

An Empty ClotheslineThis is about my great grandmother Minnie Adams who lived in Mt Eden, and my sister and I would stay with her at times,she was 99 when she died. She c...

ProhibitionDon't really know what year it was, but it could have been 1924, and it rhymed... :D...

The PoetThis is one of a few poems I wrote inspired by paintings by Marcel Lorange. He liked the poems and asked me to make a book with him, but I ended pulli...

___Make It One Day____Everyday is the same There's no change, there's no joy I feel weak, I feel tired I'm depressed, I'm alone All these thoughts in my head f*ck, it'...

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RememberRemember when our days were simple as we hugged and wrestled as I kissed your dimples. Remember our dreams for the future seemed so distant and...

A Poet CriesThe poplars' lengthening on this hill, amid the rows of marigolds and earth, and through the box hedge labyrinth we walk, together, to the choiring...

Where did they go?Feeling lonely for some of my lost friends over the years. It seems the good ones go away and the bad people stay. I wish it were not that way....

DENVER IN DECEMBERI've travelled to Denver four times since December. Each trip was different, filled with memorable experiences, happiness, and love for the city. PLE...

Homestead re-visited.I no doubt like many others, left my very small and humble Hamlet at a very early, now unheard of age, to seek opportunities not available in our Home...

Am I dreamingThings that make you go hummm...

Drinking you in...Damn good bottle of wine......

Night driftFalling asleep with a Western book in hand...

RainRain . . . Softly falling down . . . each drop a symphony of sound . . . as it hits the tin roof . . . tap . . . tap . . . tap. It can s...

The Wiseman of Digby Nova ScotiaI guess I'm beginning to feel my age creeping in upon me. I seem to be reflecting on life a little differently than I did not so many years ago....

BrokenA framed print upon your wall.. A still shot of the two of us.. Sitting close together, on a bench, Near the falls.. And to the casual observ...

Climbed a Hillmemories of north wales 1980s...

In This DayI went to my first class reunion this summer and met someone awesome who made me wonder whether I would do things differently knowing what I know now....