Marble Hall Dreaming Poem by Frank Anthony

A Marble Hall Dreaming
Session Of New Love
My last two days write
a dozen new mini essay
pieces a variety stuff
George Seldes can like
A dream was telling me
here I killed 68 flies
bothered hell out this
decent nights sleeping
learning something the
animal world hide life
creeping all around us
our unsatisfied lovers
existing on pacemakers

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While you were Waiting poem by David Michael Jackson

While you were waiting
she was sleeping.
While she was sleeping.
I was wanting,
yearning,
without cigarrettes I have no perceived angst.
Take the pill.
These modern times go down
with the pill.
Why cry?
The world will go on without your poetry.
Why try,
and yet trying is what you are about,
going there,
coming here to
type
again, knowing others will read,
maybe they will try too.

As the universe was expanding
and burning out
he typed these words
on a computer
screen.

Let’s make it a good ride!

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To Kill A Mocking Bird Pull My Trigger Poem by Frank Anthony

To Kill A Mocking Bird
Pull My Trigger
The six hours of sleep
He usually has is over
or the pacemaker creep
up in the night clover
In days He walks a lot
My unsuspecting summer
never expects the plot
of their two GI Hummer
every week on a street
West Bagdad with Armor
The best music we meet
chatters AK 47 charmer
my Nirvana is compleat

(c) 2005 Frank Anthony

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Comforts of Fear Poem by Kelly Ann Malone

Comforts of Fear

You are the murky film that coats my independence.

Baptized in dread. Left matte and damp.

Muscles of freedom stay weak from neglect.

My deep inhale of contentment is halted by apprehension.

I pick the skin around my fingernails until they are raw.

The smoke from my cigarette stings as it infiltrates the open wounds.

My jaw aches from constant clenching, in turn dwindling the stature of my teeth.

You distract me from my life. Fleecing my destiny, one layer at a time.

You run so deep in my veins, slowing the flow, consuming serenity.

Yet I fear a cleansing transfusion.

Comfortable, abundant fear. Oh, familiar anxiety.

I can feel you. I can touch you. I know you are there.

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Thick and Thin Blues, The she never left me blues lyrics by H.E. Hasben

she never left me
so I never wrote
that she left me song
If she had left me I’d be rich
by singing that song all night long
if I had them
she done left me blues
I’d buy me some new shoes
to walk around the town singin’ those
she done left me blues
But I got them she stayed through thick and thin blues
there was no shakin’ her love and then some blues
I got them she stayed through thick and thin blues
what’s a man to do
oh what’s a man to do
so I never wrote
that she left me song
If she had left me I’d be rich
by singing that song all night long
if I had them
she done left me blues
I’d buy me some new shoes
to walk around the town singin’ those
she done left me blues

Oh she never left me
I’ve got them
she never left me
them thick and thin blues

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