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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sunrise

in this verdant valley 

I sit with coffee and wait

quietly the dawn creeps 

as sunrise takes my breath away 

I see the reddening dawn 

it's still early; no one's up

doves are chirping all around

 as I pour my second cup 

no better time of day

coffee and God's heaven above

waking in this peaceful place

 sheer perfection that I love

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Infatuation

I said I loved your mind

the rest infatuation

you couldn't be more vague 

or avoiding in conversation 

choosing your words carefully 

when I ask you to reveal 

not trusting me with your feelings 

when I pushed for what was real 

what I read between the lines

faintly resembling truth 

I pretend it's not for me

it's always been about you

does it stroke your ego? 

when you took all that I gave 

my one-sided feelings 

no dues you'll ever pay 

perusing what is left

a thimble not near full

never quite believing 

that it was mostly bull

with alot of understanding

I let you off the hook 

always rewriting chapters

in this well read book

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Robbed

lyrics to a country song 

about how he done her wrong

singing to me without feeling 

while my heart is reeling

no chords hit the right note 

it's gone that's all he wrote 

she's the one that stole your heart 

but I'm the one that got robbed 

not a ditty 'bout a dog or train 

still left here standing in the rain 

no lyrics 'bout a cowboy and horse

no level of deep remorse 

not a song about trashing your truck

Underwood's a little bit nuts 

she's the one that stole your heart 

but I'm the one that got robbed 

lyrics sung ages the ages 

music books with tons of pages 

another top country hit 

the CMA confirms it 

recorded by Evans and Strait 

many others up to this date 

she's the one that stole your heart

but I'm the one that got robbed

felled

a savage crash

a lightning flash 

a thunder crack 

brings it all back

a shadow felled 

hopeless hell 

my heart locked

in a pine box 

monsoon rain

washes away 

answers vague 

most every day

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baby, you make me blue

just one little moment, 

nothing out of the way 

a few seconds for a text, 

a call to just say Hey 

something that would have really 

added to my day 

baby, you make me blue 

just one little thought, 

just poetry to me 

just a few words penned, 

a rhyme for me to read 

no hints of anything special

you'd never plant that seed

baby, you make me blue 

I know I ask a lot 

and you won't make that climb 

if I don't expect much

disappointment won't be mine

I always end up begging, 

begging for more of your time 

baby, you make me blue 

it's all sorted in piles 

like laundry that needs done

the hamper overflowing 

waiting for wash day to come 

pretty soon there's nothing, 

nothing clean to don 

baby, you make me blue 

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perfection

resurrecting, reflecting, remembering 

I will never forget 

how we met 

how we loved 

perfection 

a place in my heart 

you will always hold

all others replaced

buried with their past

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what if

when I look back 

what if we hadn't danced 

what if you'd never asked 

what if I hadn't said yes 

what if the stars didn't shine 

what if there's no safety net 

what would've happened 

if we'd never met

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a

a simple game 

a lover's lair

a cold spring day

a love affair

a first hug 

a first kiss 

a memory made 

a time of bliss

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coin toss

what happens now? 

your future love secure 

the shadow laying dormant

the door left ajar 

were you successful in separating

the fact from the fiction? 

without delving too deep 

and causing more friction 

one heart secure

the other wild and free 

one strokes your mind 

the other stokes your needs 

do you finally read the book? 

from cover to cover 

solve all the mystery 

see what's uncovered 

the choice always yours 

as you flip the quarter 

is it heads or tails?

is it friend, is it lover? 

one heart secure

the other wild and free 

one strokes your mind

the other stokes your needs

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torment

torment, torture, burn in hell 

all of these things locked

within this cell 

I scream, I cry, 

the echoes yell 

the more I purge...

the more that dwell 

I thought that only 

time would tell 

still the scent, the sulfur smell 

I see this yon...a very long spell 

drenched, I drown 

in this deep well

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angle

you are the stranger 

I wanted to know 

hiding in the shadow 

working your angle

an unseen danger 

to my heart 

but the real you

I still haven't met 

the words I hear 

sweet like honey

thick and vague 

watching what you say 

nothing is conveyed

in all that you do

no one sees

into an opaque you 

protection from all

a feeling arranger 

keeper of the key 

that locks the door

nothing set me free

from any part of you 

you weren't in danger 

of falling in love

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