short poems #3 (old notebooks)

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Poem by: brucek

Genre: Poetry

Houses:

Poem by: brucek

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Genre: Poetry

Houses:

Summary

more short poems for your enjoyment. think of them as snap shots.

Summary

more short poems for your enjoyment. think of them as snap shots.

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Submitted: July 14, 2011

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Submitted: July 14, 2011

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In the hollow rain,

When the grey above

Leaks colors from my steps,

You comfort me.

 

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Silence is never absolute.

Sounds always seem

To seep into our solitude.

 

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Wisdom slowly accumulates

In the cracks left over

From our disasters.

 

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The summers of my Huckleberry youth

That were slowly swept away

Lie golden in my memory

And still color me today.

 

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I hold this hammer in my bloody hand

And bring it smashing down.

Will lightning flash and thunder roll,

Or is it just a hollow sound?

 

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You have a good, deep, wonderful heart

Down to the twinkling of your toes.

So why do your sweet words desert you

When all of my feelings show? 

 

 


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