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Haiku #74 the snow whispers white dawning in downy repose bare boned birds arise erin-cilberto 2/16/22

short dynamite arrival I am in pieces over your smile erin-cilberto 2/13/22

the turning away riff-raff poetry begging handouts a couple bucks of rhyme to stem the tide of "abab" starvation a few..

Eventually i was the star, you were manifest destiny revealed i shot towards earth you annihilated for ego's sake what y..

a stillness in a state of exhaustion letters tumble sneak under a worn-out blanket and close their eyes words will ha..

I am not an ex-Beatle maybe I am a maze of revision an edited version of who I was before I became a poem to be analyze..

Felon exhume the body of writing maybe a clue was missed in the metaphors or the follicle of a line could be witness to ..

it was a novel idea the great white whale of hope a society of Ahab’s abandoning the hunt Moby Dick is a ghost of ..

days and years later twisted school child of the 60's lessons written on protest banners ideals make the honor roll a..

Inspired by Ted's poem about the homeless man.