Poetry

Aristotle

“Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.”

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My Prayer
Lake Naomi, Pennsylvania

My Prayer

My God,Why do you forsake me? Why do I not feel your presence in my life? I used to look on the lake and feel the peace like a river in my soul. And now all I see is the depth of the water. It’s higher than it usually is this year. I hear the birds sing and wonder…

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Certainty

Certainty

When I imagine youAlone in the infiniteWith no one else to hold youOr your basketWanting ScotchTo silence the voices in your headOr find a voice to talk to insteadOf being alone. When I imagine youAnd all your painAnd the suffering in your soulincompletionfailurecorruptiondepravityjudgmentcriticismThe suffering you feelIn that moment… When I imagine you,I feel it too.And…

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Fire and Ice

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What makes this the endMore than any time before?The bitterness I felt for youResentment and much more? Contempt for all your lies, disguisedAs half-truths, tales and bendsThe way you’ve twisted all my words Does not make this the end. It’s not the way you looked at meWhen you turned and said goodbyeOr the fire in my…

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Comedy vs. Tragedy
King Lear

Comedy vs. Tragedy

"Difference between a comedy and tragedy is: the characters figure it out in time."~Beth Kelly Imagine what happens if you end "When Harry Met Sally" right after they sleep together. It becomes the worst missed opportunity of all time. And their perfect friendship is destroyed never to return because the movie ended. Imagine Romeo and…

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The Ice Melts

The Ice Melts

As the ice melts around my heartThe footprints of last night remainOffering memories of all that came beforeAnd into time retained.  As the ice melts on the lakeThe water starts to moveAnd takes the warmth from the sunTo build a current that soothesThe torrent in my soulA place for time and space explainsThe confluence of…

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Breaking Apart

Breaking Apart

The fission of my soulCreates energy to destroy Or power the world around me.  Its awesome power is created in one simple small nucleus. That builds a bomb to flatten everything I’ve builtOr power and sustain it all forever.  But more likely, it’s a dud. That just collapses on itselfAnd leaves the elements hollow and withdrawn From everything.

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The Totem

The totem stands against the wall, Just askew as the night before. Reminding us of all we knewWhen it crossed the threshold door.  Should you seek to find the meaning thereYou’ll never know, I’ll never tell. For to repeat what’s held insideWould open Dante’s eternal well.  The totem stands against the wall. It looks at me, stares full of…

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Buffets

It's a superficial love buffet. And every true connoisseur knows: buffets suck.

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Cancer

Cancer

If he were dying of cancerI wouldn't care for himtake him to treatment get his suppliesI wouldn't even come to see himOr call to give him my loveOr keep him in my thoughts and prayers. That's cruel, I say.She answers, "No. You didn’t give him cancer."  

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