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4. I thought that you would enjoy reading my poetry and/or chatting with me...
If you feel that you do not fall into or do not want to fall into one or more of these categories, feel free to disregard my friend request. If you are hesitant, give it a test run (it can’t hurt). If you do want to be my friend, stop by my blog to learn more about me and to join in the fun.
~Tim Collman
Various Poems
A book of missing pages
Have fun, she said
Her joy cloaked in tears
Her smile a book of missing pages
And her eyes shone as only stars can
But what captivated me was her voice
Her tone trembled steady
Strong
She knew that death was near
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Mother, may we
Mother, may we
Talk
It has been five years
Since your voice
Has met mine
And though the two have battled
In the past
I find more pain knowing
That they will never meet again
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ConAgro
In my dreams
ConAgro died
and I awoke to find a world
of men hungry
For their lost profits
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Kites
On a white sand beach
with turquoise water
and a pastel sky
I lay watching kites
Knowing
That if only-
the strings could be cut
These birds would fly away
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Knowledge
ma Knowledge
With her scissored lips
Is begging and pleading me
For just one kiss
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You must be
Ramrod straight
or silent
To be all that you can be
Thank God-
For freedom
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Doorway
You would be a fool
Not to take this journey
Stop standing there numb
At the doorway to your life
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A man, sitting on the wall
Sitting on the wall
Staring at the flotsam sky
In a cloud of indecision
I see him
Dressed in tears
Biting at the nails
That hold him in his prison
Nothing less than a man
Dressed in melancholy blue
He stares through the wounds
Torn in his inhibitions
Can you?
Vision see a man
With an angel in his hand
As he clutches his new slit wrist
And squeezes with conviction
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Sacrifice
The large looming wings
of the bat shaped
beady eyed bastard
are heard before seen
thumping
beating
and I cannot help but wonder
if it is me that he will be eating
because tonight, I came alone
out of the darkest shadows in the sky
I can hear him breathing
As I place my sacrifice on the altar
and turn to go
I hope that it isn't this world that I am leaving
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I wish I had a solution
I wish I had a solution
For the nails rusting inside your heart
But I am not you
I do not know your pain
Your worries are not mine
I wish you well though
May you live long
So much iron in your veins
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A Strawberry Blonde [Yes]
A strawberry blonde
her light clay eyes
were baked dark
by the summer sun
her glossed lips trembled red
to green with anticipation
and when they said go-
it was in a sultry voice that could cleave stone
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The moment awaits
Herein, the moment awaits
us
mad with fear
What will mankind do?
As he slices his way through her void
Time will tell-
what time has told
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Dilate your mind
Dilate your mind
No drug
Can make you touch
feel - hear - smell
learn - love - live
like life
And this stimulant
This monstrous bitch
that is already pulsing
through
your
veins
Will kill you
Live, if nothing else
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I once again found myself...
I once again found myself
Empty in a back seat
Staring at a broken jawed cop
Trying to explain myself
As he madly penned illegible squiggles
Onto a thick pad of carbon paper
As if by pressing harder
And writing more simultaneous copies
He can ignore the fact that
I was right
If only he would listen he could understand
Damn It! Listen to me!
It is not like you were there!
I break it down for the doe eyed officer
If I tell it to him again
Maybe the he will understand
I was hanging on
To the dust inverted fan
Shaped streets in this metropolis
Minding business of my own
To myself and everyone
When he (you) walked up to me
And shined a light in my eyes
I politely told him (you) to Fuck Off
But instead of fucking off
He (you) asked if I was drunk
Hoursminutesseconds to precious to waste
When the end is near
I didn't argue with the fool, if I was drunk
I proved it, expediently
Damn it! Listen to me!
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Life
I am a leaf floating through the air in the fall, surrounded by innumerable other leaves. Each one separate and on its own path, buffeted on to its own fate. Each rising and falling towards some indistinguishable sky or earth. Aspiring to heaven or settling to hell. I float on the whim of winds, staring at the stars and the sparkling of oceans. I float under the sun, drift at night and soar at dawn. I will drift on and on and on till I am gone.
Writers
E.E. Cummings
John Grisham
Joseph Conrad
Charles Dickens
Victor Hugo
Fyodor M Dostoyevsky
Homer
Mark Twain
Leo Tolstoy
Tim O'Brien
Gene Wolfe
etc
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