Poetry – PenAndPaperStories

Sin

The idea of space and time Is only a moment No punishment or forgiveness Or mind with matter… No, simply a piece To the game Or missing peace Begging fame… For are we not always nothing? Until we come to a truth Is not age or beauty Fake fountain of youth… Just a second In […]

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The Gift

There are days to be carried And some to pull Moments of fear And blessings untold… And there is love Anger or hate And always the moment Before it’s almost too late… It’s in these moments We can find the greatest gift A grave to be dug Or a much needed lift… To have the […]

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Time Kills

For each year counting Is another to waste Time quickens At success to pace… And we are not here Or even gone Just finding a path Of everything wrong… Not out of perfection Or even guilt Just moving on While the earth does tilt… And all things move Even while standing still- Too late to […]

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Tequila Sunset

Loneliness Rocks and shame Liquid gold An angel’s game… No earth to shatter Or glass to score No back to the beginning Or the moment before… Just a repeat Of a moment like this Salt for looks Before shimmering bliss.

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Will to Fight

Yes loneliness a lonely hunter And he’s calling me by name Not out of hunger But pity and shame… And the call is familiar Like that of a wading shore- No will to look back Or right for more… With royal purple shouting Amid inviting lights… Only the storm moves on With my will to […]

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Regret

I’ll take your crazy And raise you sane Block injustice And forward the blame… I’ll take the medicine And forward the will Play the life That’s planning to kill… And I’ll be sorry Or a little late All in the time Of planning fate… And when all is done And the tears are dry- Life […]

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New Life

The soil turns and dies As old finds new life Through worm’s work and time Or happiness and strife.

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Treat

Meeting the dare Such a new treat Something so salty Now becomes sweet.. And when the roof breaks Beyond repair No construction to salvage Or truth that’s fair… Just what is And what used to be Like the apple Fallen from the tree.