silent legacy

you just can't understand
you wonder what went wrong
shake your head in misery
you knew it all along
you saw it in a movie
you've seen it on the streets
hear it in the lyrics
as your blood begins to heat

so good at indefinable
so good at concealing too
so good at using shadows
yet you wonder why you're blue
you're praying in the darkness
for redemption on your knees
begging for forgiveness
from this silent legacy

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shoot

you like to text 

and you are a hoot 

you own a Harley

and like to shoot 

you like country music 

play the guitar too 

we can ride the Harley 

when we go to shoot

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Harley

a horse of a different color
chaps of a different kind
wrap my legs around you
as I climb on behind
Sundays on the Harley
a favorite of mine

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moldy stuff

deep within the things that I hold
stay there forever, and sometimes mold
in contemplation, complexities lay
part of who I am on this day

way, way down where no light can shine
too much salt in an 8 hour brine
don't stir too much, a little will do
that's what I felt, when I was with you

standing on one leg, ready to tip
what did the job, was a kiss from your lips
not so much filling, as a minuscule snack
that will leave me hungry long 'fore I get back

but I digress, water under a bridge
that looks far off when I stand on the ridge
turning my back, I start the trek down
hoping all this shit will eventually drown

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easy seas

deep in the valley

lost loves linger,

when the moon is full

and coyotes howl

echoes of trouble purge forth.

what I thought I had found,

my true soul mate,

gone and once thought forgotten.

as droplets fall on dry wash.

thunder claps

and lightning flashes

burrows it deep again

fog, like a soft blanket,

covers easy seas.

as memories recede

my bewitched mind

will rest again

with tomorrow's dawn

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Irish lass

I'm an Irish lass, I can be fun
but hold a grudge
longer than anyone

man, do I freckle
under blazing sun
eyes of green
from a loved one

I love taters
but they don't love me
they cluster on my hips
as you can see
so does bread
I'd have to agree
this wasn't a problem
I could every foresee

I would love a castle 
where I could lay my head
when the day was long
here at my desk

all would be fine
I would write my songs
odes and lyrics
how could that go wrong?

on this now warm, St. Patty's day
I think of those
who've passed away
Grandpa Ferrell
who did purvey
my Irish roots
that're here to stay

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quiet

it is all quiet
the western front sleeps
white noises ebb...my mind rests
dreams are of cotton candy clouds
the sky no longer bleeds
the moon glows, the stars shine
the western front sleeps

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the beast

you fed the beast
and nursed its growth
it's devouring your spirit,
absorbing your soul
now out of control it
obliterates the night
massive paws sweeping
the stars from your sky

unable to stop the
apocalypse that builds
a tourniquet untwisted
as the truth is revealed
too late to impede, the
demolition goes on
the beast you created
destroying your love

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trials

I have to use my bicycle

gas prices are too high

I won't do electric, cause

in a few kilos it dies

my mind is really spinning

it's hurting my lifestyle

I can't see the distance

when I used to see for miles

from my side I get head shakes

from the other I get smiles

I don't know what they're thinking

but I don't like this trial

my other ride was fancy

and it had many dials

now I'm on a plain one

because I must comply

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that ship sailed

you wonder if you called me up

when you're in the depths of despair

thinking maybe I'll just show up

maybe I'll suddenly appear

did that ship sail far away?

or maybe it just sank

either way I'm telling you

just how low you rank

holding on to it way too tight

my heart inside your hand

but you weren't thinking clearly

nothing worked as you planned

the fever pitch was way too fast

you missed it time and again

as it all slipped through your fingers

the shredded ribbon strands

some thoughts bring back the laughter

and some from darkest hell

either way, I'm telling you

we both have stories to tell

delete me from your speed dial

erase my special tune

make your bed and lay there

mine won't be shared with you

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a moment in poetry

a moment caught in poetry
I want to always hold
I close my eyes and capture
this memory of purest gold

a dream slips into memory
right here where it will linger
the sun rising on the horizon
with the voice of heavenly singers

it fills me with this wonder
a soft breeze in my mind
a whisper I can walk on
that spans the breath of time

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let them fall

let them fall without fragrant line
teardrops one by one they drop
if I bottle it up, and they don't fall
I will die a little inside

a release of anxiety or maybe what's lost
each word smeared, by incessant saline
I don't care --I'll just start again
no matter if you read or not

how many times, have I gotten the call?
your world shattered, what do I do?
never once asking, how is it with you?
my life pushed inside my heart

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a fool's game

I listened to all, every word that you shared
you spilled it all while I sat there
nodding my head like I understood
feeling compassion like any friend would

inside a voice screams what about me?
I'm tired of it all and pretending is weak
you tell me your secrets, stockpiled and stacked
not stopping to breath, or checking for facts

you spill it all and it pools on the floor
the spillage is thick, I know I'm done for
I realized early, a fool's game I played
for desperate measures I should've prayed

go ahead and talk, the walls will now listen
and I turn my head as the tears start to glisten
I listened too long and fell far too deep
climbing out won't happen, the walls are too steep
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aftermath

the whisper of your words
as they tangle in my hair
the evening slipping away
the passion resting there
the shadows in the room
hidden in your lover's lair
truth on the tip of a tongue
a heart which won't be spared

the morning dawning red
a caution for the sea
a storm is about to come
while you shake yourself free
and as you lay it down
your eyes looking through me
my love an apparition
something you don't need

go ahead and turn your back
it's what you always do
how many times I've been here
as we tried to work it through
my heart is once more bleeding
another casualty in your path
another walking wounded
in the hazy aftermath


once too weak to turn away
a welcome always came
you there flirting endlessly
but can't recall my name
this time no surrender
when I find you at my door
no white flag or welcome back
this time you lost the war

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Veterans Day

we honor our vets both here and gone

who fight the wars whether right or wrong

on foreign soil or domestic lands

our future held in the palm of their hands

God bless our troops

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the final coup

out of the midst of chronic deception, 

lifting my head to unfounded untruth

blinded by rage at many transgressions

waiting silently for the final coup 

the silent majority standing by

voting in confidence to obstruct the path

too little to late for this outcry

far outnumbered if you do the math

little by little, one by one

observe first hand their seditiousness
not much time, patriots under the gun

to put a stop to audaciousness 

out of the midst of chronic deception, 

lifting my head to unfounded truth

blinded by rage at many transgressions

waiting silently for the final coup

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past perfection

resurrecting, reflecting, remembering 

I thought I would never forget 

how we met 

how we loved 

perfection 

a place in my heart

where your memory dies

and past perfections 

no longer abide

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let it flow

let it flow 

feel me course 

let it run 

fill you up 

let it burn

like it burns in me

let it flow 

let it flow

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a quick rhyme

pure and bright

full moon light

slow demise

with the sun's light

the sun's light

does energize

much to do

under sky of blue

sky of blue

azure hew

taking time

for a quick rhyme

a quick rhyme

on my downtime

night again falls

cyclical all 

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life

it slips, it slides, it floats away.... 

it's more than I can grasp.. 

I can't wrap my mind around..

how fleeting and how fast

grasping at all these memories

all these thought and all these dreams 

this life and all its sweet repass

soars off on newfound wings

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glimmer

a glimmer does not come 

your hand steady not tipped 

silence--others watching

your cards close to your chest 

stoic, no twitches or tremors 

never betraying what you hold 

the stakes are slowly building

my ante will not come

one more chance to beat you

one more winner take all

I look at the flush dealt me

and then I quickly fold

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adieu

you weren't expecting

the ace of hearts

who snuck right in

and filled your part

an empty vessel

waiting at the table

he was wanting more

adept and able

you weren't thinking

that we could end

not worrying about

how we did begin

not seeing the space

that left me wanting

all of the while

you sat there yawning

a decade ago

you had a chance

not sure if you knew

even how to dance

but waltzing I did

just not with you

as the curtain falls

and I bid adieu 

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truth

if what I read 

held any truth

if it was more about me 

and less about you 

if it was less opaque  

things I contemplate

then maybe, just maybe

things would be great

 

I think it could go

if there were two

less about others 

just me and you 

the things you say

and the things you do

would make the difference

in how things are skewed

I could write the book

on how you think

when it all falls down

I'm pushed to the brink

apologies given

you keep your grip

as insecurities

slowly slip

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the state of the union

they contradict the warriors

while criminals get set free

our forefathers toss and turn

at what, at last, will be

Google shows positions

even though you try to hide

and war will once more come

if we just bide our time

population control is working

as they jab them one and all

401's are tanking

the dollar again falls

businesses are closing

citizens do protest

they drive them back with soldiers

but they want to protect

Alexa always listens

and then she'll spill her guts

maybe it is nothing

maybe it means much

just stay under the radar

keep provisions close at hand

while monsters rear their heads

History will take a stand

he said he was uniting

but deep the wedge he drives

confusion thick in daylight

much more viscose at night

do we need to pray for Moses?

to once more free this land

or will the people rise up?

behind each wall they'll man

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holding on

I don't want to replace

or forget memories 

all lessons learned 

sometimes selfishly

the time together 

not a watch to rewind 

as I stay strong

trying to move on 

with few regrets 

and that is what 

I hold on to

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