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Our wish to tell, so all may knowThe deeper thingsto share and overflowThat, which won’t give up to simple explanation What Poets have to say,th..
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Gasp and grasp at words
where
two thirds of what we know
we only think we know.
Where
every breath we take
only makes us less than more,
..
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I set out on a journey into the coffers of the
library, into the deepest wells of knowledge, far back in the basement of this
institution, in the da..
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Manifestation of evolution
is right there, just before us
always within us and most available.
You know it when life looks like death,..
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I dedicate this to The Beautiful Miss Mary Beth, my lover, my wife.
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In our loves embrace
I find traces of secrets
pieces of you, sharing
a daring surrender
in an intimate place.
With mutual consent..
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On the borders, the
edge of the boundaries,
there is another color, with a flavor all its own,
where desire is pulled and tugged along by c..
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Start at the
beginning
or the bottom
or the end
but just
begin again
with
traces of past tethered
together from then till now
Just bre..
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This is an older poem I took down. I'm putting it back as it is part of me and a piece in the body of my work. I've changed a couple words.
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Dedicated to the love of my life.
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