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I never said I was a good poet. Here's some stuff I came across cleaning out the closet. The very bad ones are tossed.

The Harbinger    6/23/99

Rest assured,

sweet love,

storms don't represent death.

Although it is true

lightning can cause fires,

it also causes harmless thunder

which makes little animals

and small children

cuddle closer.

So too will this storm

come to pass 

and find us

cuddled closer.

Have faith,

love is strength.

If truth is real,

we shall stand tall.

Magnetic Poetry (a few random ones) 1999/2000/2001

young man was put away

never let out

as if once his

secret wild laughter

has sliced through

their new sub-reality

endure

kindling is tendered,

fire grows, licks at the heart.

love is consuming.

poet        young man

kiss wildly beneath virtue's laughter

conspire romantic schemes

compose lyrical metaphor

their secret hidden perspective consumes desert desire

she craves his glorious beast dissolving her quivering skin

liquid heart's glass avenue never delivers reason.

man's tongue

created god's heaven

Untitled    11/1998    

I have defined loneliness.

I hate waking up from these debilitating night terrors unsure of which vivid parts were my imagination and which parts are actually a part of my history.  I hate that no one hears the strangled gasp and pulls me closer, brushes the hair from my face, murmurs shhh, or just is nearby.  I hate waking in cold sweat with a bottled scream on my lips as I do and wondering where am I?  who am I?  am I capable of that?  who would do that to me?  I can't sleep.  I'm not awake.  Please don't ask me to speak for I haven't yet come into my voice.  I lack the reassurance and comfort I need to be a whole person.  You don't have to sit up watching me sleep, just be present and hold me.  Or perhaps loneliness is not what I've defined.

Untitled Persona Poem

they've tried to hide me away