Jon Duane [The Poet]

When You’re Old

When your old you begin to realize. When your old you know it's almost over. There's no more happiness, No more Fridays, No more vacations, No more smiles. And have you done all you can? Because there...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Feb 2008 11:55:00 GMT

The Secret Handshake

The lightest touch,Or a quick brush,IntentionalOr not, is whyI stay with you.I've heard it's wrong,But no matter;I've learned to thinkThat what I doWon't matter at all in the end.
Posted by on Thu, 03 Jan 2008 01:01:00 GMT

The Heat

The HeatI still feel the burnOf your lips on myCheek.I still feel feel the heatOf your body's touchOn me.Do you feel the fireThat billows from myBeing?J.D.
Posted by on Sun, 16 Dec 2007 22:28:00 GMT

A Break

A BreakFinally;In freedom I flourish.Forgetting everything.Forgivable, for I'mSorry.Serenity;Soon I will sulk and sleepCeaselessly.  Sights won't be seen.School is succeeded and I'mHappy.Honor;It...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Dec 2007 02:21:00 GMT

No Lice

No Lice.Oh, your youth has me addled;For it is further proof that we willNever be.Your lips, red like dahlias Have me entranced everytime You speak.With eyes taken from the stars,And deep and dark as ...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Dec 2007 22:02:00 GMT

Labor

As I tap my fingersPeers walk byUnflintchingly.How do they mockThe bee so well?So toilsome andBusy without a second thought.I could never, will neverBe that way.-J.D.
Posted by on Sun, 02 Dec 2007 22:27:00 GMT

Solitary (?)

Sitting alone;No one is homeAnd I wish I was.What passes the time?How many lives Must I prognosticateTo be expelled from thisWretched, bore of a place.-J.D.This is strange to me.  I wrote it a fe...
Posted by on Sun, 02 Dec 2007 22:17:00 GMT

The Never-ending Retinue

The Never-Ending Retinue With ever-changing members andA constant theme,We are one.  A unit with aCongruous mission. A mission so simple and yetSometimes challenging;Sharing the...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Nov 2007 12:57:00 GMT

The Timekeepers

The TimekeepersYou all sit on the weaker of the twoKeeping pace in everything i do.Hopefully soon there will be more of you,But you all have a darkside.Shining and bold you remind me That I am not whe...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Nov 2007 12:13:00 GMT

On The Porch

On The PorchThe sun hits my knees and warms me for the last time.My birthday brings the oncomming coldAnd I couldn't be more sad.The winter brings back the uncomfortable,The uncontrollable.And yet, I ...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Nov 2007 12:05:00 GMT