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UNOPENED BOOKSA Poem by DaveUNOPENED BOOKS Night after night she sits naked on a unshared bed breathing in the cool air. The dreams of her youth lay scattered.. |
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SHOOTING STARS –A HOLOCUST STORYA Poem by DaveSHOOTING STARS �"A HOLOCUST STORY Evening, It is a quiet time with supper on the table. papa laughs about his day, mom.. |
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THE SNOW GLOBE –A SILENCE OF SNOWA Poem by DaveTHE SNOW GLOBE �"A SILENCE OF SNOW I stand looking up, watching the light from the tall window it turns the blowing s.. |
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ALL OF OUR YESTERDAYSA Poem by DaveALL OF OUR YESTERDAYS Think of this trading of eyes and flesh and bone for something new. Did you think that you had all of.. |
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BROWN FROCK COATA Poem by DaveBROWN FROCK COAT I have offend wondered where all of these used words go after we speak them After we chew them and spit each out .. |
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THE BOXWOOD TREE AND THE GRAVEYARD MANA Poem by DaveTHE BOXWOOD TREE AND THE GRAVEYARD MAN Inhale the rich damp smell of the Soil dredged up from far below. Then heaped upon Green gr.. |
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A CONVERSATION WITH CROWSA Poem by Davefun poem |
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A TENEMENT ON JONES STREETA Poem by DaveA TENEMENT ON JONES STREET A string of clear rope lights hang overhead. “Those are stars” she said. “We can&rs.. |
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A Poem for AppalachianA Poem by DaveBlack heartless coal consuming my soul every time I descend into that hole. Night shift never seeing the warm grey light of the day. .. |
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