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7:52pm, July 6, 2009
We make our meek adjustments,
Contented with such random consolations
As the wind deposits
In slithered and too ample pockets.
For we can still love the world, who find
A famished kitten on the step, and know
Recesses for it from the fury of the street,
Or warm torn elbow coverts.
We will sidestep, and to the final smirk
Dally the doom of that inevitable thumb
That slowly chafes its puckered index toward us,
Facing the dull squint with what innocence
And what surprise!
And yet these fine collapses are not lies
More than the pirouettes of any pliant cane;
Our obsequies are, in a way, no enterprise.
We can evade you, and all else but the heart:
What blame to us if the heart live on.
The game enforces smirks; but we have seen
The moon in lonely alleys make
A grail of laughter of an empty ash can,
And through all sound of gaiety and quest
Have heard a kitten in the wilderness.
Contented with such random consolations
As the wind deposits
In slithered and too ample pockets.
For we can still love the world, who find
A famished kitten on the step, and know
Recesses for it from the fury of the street,
Or warm torn elbow coverts.
We will sidestep, and to the final smirk
Dally the doom of that inevitable thumb
That slowly chafes its puckered index toward us,
Facing the dull squint with what innocence
And what surprise!
And yet these fine collapses are not lies
More than the pirouettes of any pliant cane;
Our obsequies are, in a way, no enterprise.
We can evade you, and all else but the heart:
What blame to us if the heart live on.
The game enforces smirks; but we have seen
The moon in lonely alleys make
A grail of laughter of an empty ash can,
And through all sound of gaiety and quest
Have heard a kitten in the wilderness.
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Now, here I stand
Alone
With dark night
and shadowy forms
Stroking and caressing me
My mind plays tricks
incessantly
With fleeting shadows
here and there
Shades of memories -
I despair -
Of the words ingrained:
'what could have been.'
Was my life
but just a dream?
And then I see
yet another shade
Of a time gone by
when I could have made
you my wife
But such beauty there
Was never really
Mine
to share
You faded away
from my memory
To love another
never to be me
And yet other shadows
pass me by
Caught from the glimpse
of a worn-out eye
Of happy times
such gaiety
Would never last
inside of me
I reach out
in my dark despair
Fall to my knees
say a prayer
And everything that
has been a part of me
Passes me by
so silently
And like a silent movie
upon my wall
in despair
I view them all
And once again,
from the embers dying light
I am left
Alone
with
Night...
Alone
With dark night
and shadowy forms
Stroking and caressing me
My mind plays tricks
incessantly
With fleeting shadows
here and there
Shades of memories -
I despair -
Of the words ingrained:
'what could have been.'
Was my life
but just a dream?
And then I see
yet another shade
Of a time gone by
when I could have made
you my wife
But such beauty there
Was never really
Mine
to share
You faded away
from my memory
To love another
never to be me
And yet other shadows
pass me by
Caught from the glimpse
of a worn-out eye
Of happy times
such gaiety
Would never last
inside of me
I reach out
in my dark despair
Fall to my knees
say a prayer
And everything that
has been a part of me
Passes me by
so silently
And like a silent movie
upon my wall
in despair
I view them all
And once again,
from the embers dying light
I am left
Alone
with
Night...
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cold,dark,deep,full of regret, cheer up man
When I was a child,
I remember well . . .
This story I am about to tell.
It happened on a foggy night.
The fog was so deep, I couldn’t see a thing,
Not even a street light.
I and my brother were at home alone,
Doing things that to our parent’s were unknown.
Hundreds of others had come before.
And left their mark, before they left the door.
Some of them never left.
Their spirits were here, and there.
Some folks thought they were everywhere.
A storm came up, that was the norm.
The lightning gave the night a new, eerie form.
My brother was afraid. I tried to act brave.
To no avail.
It was like I was a ship, alone on a stormy sea
With no sail.
Suddenly I heard a door squeak,
This was something which has made me seek.
For another home.
But to no avail,
You don’t give up a ship because theirs’s no wind in the sail!
This made me look above.
I prayed for guidance but none came.
This was a losing game.
Then faster than it had begun, the storm was over.
I go off my knees,
And knew I had to please my parents.
So it was back to the grind.
One more time.
I knew I had passed this one of life’s tests.
Now bring on the rest.
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