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YESTERDAY'S MRI I don't have Time's luxury to wait to write good poetry. Epiphany! I thought my years would be long but reality proved me wrong. Whether they are good or bad writes is not the question nor is acceptance or rejection. To move and do and think will stretch my days until I am done for... Sign in to see full entry.

GOOD-BYES My mind is still sharp and clear and I understand the world about me but my art is no longer true to the visions I seek and when I speak it seems I disappear into mediocrity I think It's time to leave it all behind and let my silence speak. It's time to let go Io veggio tutto chiaro chiaro... Sign in to see full entry.

GYPSY She read tarot cards and palms. In a haze of sage and incense a fortune she would tell speaking of heaven's favors and the fires of hell. Low murmurings and incantations were her Magic that brought forth some truth from beyond the realm of human knowing. And all souls shuddered for fear of... Sign in to see full entry.

LET THE GOOD TIMES ROLL AGAIN I have a voice to sing but my heart isn't in it. I have a mind that can think clever things but they die in the thinking, There is no poetry left in my soul and I sit here alone dead to this world. I need to find a way to make each day mine but Time has found me hiding... Sign in to see full entry.

Sicut est [so it is] Sometimes I think I've lived too long to see them all gone the ones I held to my heart. I linger alone in this empty space broken in body and soul. Love feeds and grows on love. and when there is no one left to care the loneliness and longing will tear your hear... Sign in to see full entry.

WILLFUL WISHES I depend on you to get through the day. But when you are gone and I am alone, all is emptiness. Loneliness kills all will to survive and I wish to sleep away the day and peacefully die, Sign in to see full entry.

MISERERE DOMININI I sink to depths without measure and my thoughts sicken my soul. My heart speaks the unspeakable and my mind sees what is before me. I don't understand the deep sadness of loss that lingers a lifetime and the pain of one's own dying, I don't understand Death's silence and the... Sign in to see full entry.

HIND SIGHT Don't look back too far for fear of what you may see. Memories deceive it is all the mind's trickery. Behind the technicolor lights are tragedies played out in black and white The truth of all things lies between the birth and death of each human being. Sign in to see full entry.

RESURRECTION Sixteen millimeter memories smiles frozen in time ghosts in slow motion reliving a moment of mortality. false resurrections tricks of modern technoloy keeping the dead alive Sign in to see full entry.

ITALIAN BREAD Espresso from the night before reheated and burned to the core six lumps of sugar stolen from the sugar bowl. No one would know. Still tasted like tires of grandpa's car a slice of day-old Italian bread with butter that smelled of onions carefully spread. Good for dunking,grandma said.... Sign in to see full entry.