Sunday morning passages. Enjoy poetry & day back soon.
There are ten poems everyone needs to read,
there is always the one missing that makes my heart bleed.
since feeling is first,
if you forget me,
or still I rise,
and forget J. Alfred Prufrock?
Who comes up with this silliness?
articles of futility
poems one cannot hold on to
read them over to change direction.
Bring that handsome face over
fill me with your surprise
it appears that every day
is a special one
for those who never carry a gun.
Use those hash-tags
for today to promote the crap we buy into.
They need to find reasons to love
and weep details
not even skin deep
it’s not a shovel they need
but a tractor
to dig up all the days that mattered
to create new ones
to crush depression.
My guns are so far
and only your hands will do,
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