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Writer’s Block
Half smoked cigarettes fill the vapid air the poet hunches over in total disrepair His dalliance with the muse is such a sad affair When words won’t come, he slouches in despair The night mist...
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We Are the Reason
There is a reason birds don’t fly here anymore. The skies are filled with fear and lamenting, and their wings are covered in blood and ash – bones falling from the sky. The deer no longer nurses her...
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Before…
Before the ashes, Vulcan’s vengeful fire. Before the sex, a deep and burning desire Before the storm, a dark and restless quiet; Before the morning, a deep and somber night. Before the hunt, the...
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Half-Measures
I watch in morbid fascination the quickening pulse of the vein on the soft underside of my forearm; each throbbing beat a silent protest for the living of life, the loss of love, the failure of faith...
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The Night She Called
I was so drunk the night she called I thought the phone ringing was a song in my brain - I hummed along and laughed that empty laugh that is found at the bottom of well drunk bottles. Later, she...
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Death’s Warm Embrace
My dreams are fermented delusions A kaleidoscope of meandering falls Through time and space, while the Screams of my infliction penetrate And annihilate my grip on reality. My waking hours, of which...
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Smoke and Fire
Smoke and fire, my heart’s desire Stoke the flames a little higher Dancing in the flickering flame I find my mind’s gone quite insane Burning with a fevered pitch All my thoughts are loosely...
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A Godly Silence
I speak to God in silent phrase And offer up my heartfelt praise Yet silence is His voice to me He shows no earthly empathy My prayers are but a silent wind And I a storm that’s lost within A body...
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The Visitation
Gray shadows fall upon my face Here within this sacred place; The stone so cold, and roughly hewn Beneath this waning winter moon The air is thin and so am I My heart is heavy, I start to cry Each...
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A Midnight Violation
Bathed in an ethereal light this child has no skin in the game yet her trust holds demands she cannot bear. The creak of her bedroom door snatches the sleep from her eyes and in the darkness, horror...
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If Just Once More…
A heart divided cannot beat for long An unsung note cannot be called a song The dancer spins a lonely pirouette Who dances only with her silhouette The un-prayed prayer on deaf ears fall Despite the...
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The Tortured Scribe
Delusions scatter, inspiration dwindles; how then shall I progress? The world revolves on a shaky spindle and the heart barely beats in my chest. Having given so much to this wretched life, I fear...
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My Turn From Heaven
My ashes are to dust betrothed, my bones ‘neath lily and the rose. My soul, which hath no penitence, shall ne’er see heaven’s countenance! While God doth cry on bended knee, “Who brought this vile...
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Secrets
My shadow falls away - no sun will touch this truth. Wandering cold and revealed; almost naked in my sin, for I have squandered the best of me, despair descends upon what’s left of me! Secrets eat at...
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Letting Go
Slip away my son, your night has come As this day unwinds the sorrow And do not fear the bells you hear They ring a bright tomorrow See the stars above, shining bright, my love It reveals a path for...
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Irises
I watch from my folding chair, the low autumn sun measuring out the remains of the day. She, genuflecting in the garden, places four purple seedlings into the dark damp earth, pushing each with a jab...
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Where I Live
How temperamental is the man in me who misses you but will not call this because I find the thought of romance more alluring than actually opening myself to you? I drink to burn the voices in my belly...
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Beneath These Stairs
http://alastairsphotofiction.wordpress.com/2013/06/16/photo-fiction-sunday-june-16th-2013/ photo by Alastair These are the back alleys where destitute meets despair and this is my journey. The stairs...
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The Following Two Poems Just Published by Indiana University’s Literary and...
I am extremely honored that two of my poems, “Graveyard” and “Corner Bar” have been published in the spring edition of “From the Well House” – Indiana University’s Literary and Arts Journal. Please...
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Diagnosis
moments of crazy little peeks behind the sanity curtain screaming like a banshee binge drink-eat-screw before being declared unsound living under a microscope then come the drugs take the pills,...
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