First published at 05:27 UTC on January 13th, 2019.
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“The Quiet Chorus”
Sometimes that quiet roar
Can be heard from different throats
That roar shakes
But not the earth anymore
Just those bones that carry it
Voices that once sang
Melodies with skylarks, ocean waves
And those great drums
Hidden beneath thousands of chests
Those voices now sing through the body
Perhaps when old age
Raises its voice
It is not to call for help
But instead to alert others
Signaling them to start running
Giving them more time to pretend
That those still singing melodies will escape
But in those voices
The grains of years pass through
A new song sounds out
In a patient chorus
But be careful when singing with that chorus
There are those listening within it
Hearing what those bones beneath have to say
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“Temporary Boarders”
Underfoot there is rich, fertile soil
Where many roots run deep
But with each new crop we spoil
Watered by the tears we weep
Gaze upon how we graze
Down we devour
Feeding our constant malaise
Which we systematically empower
Trees grow but they are not the same
Beneath their shadows where we practice refrain
Constantly searching for our breath to reclaim
While stumbling over an unfamiliar terrain
We creep back now into our deep
Where ancient judgment lies asleep
Where ghosts and demons dwell
With a burning hunger no one can quell
During the day we will plant our seeds
Carefully working between the weeds
The rocky soil our hands scour
While under past shadows we cower
The weeds act as our borders
Temporary boarders
Bending and dying when we need them to
And consuming the seed before each harvest is through
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“Songbook”
I am making a book
Out of all of the poems and songs that you have written
I am taking all of the pieces of the old memories
And trying to convert them into young hopes
I am trying to rewrit..
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