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Month: November 2023

Across the Sea

Across the Sea

on the ocean

so clear

drop the lights

there

bulbs that twinkle

day and night

no need for a tree

it should stand in the dirt

not the sea

no need for a gift

the day you were born

was more

than a wish

more than

a cave of stars

a heart can break

from too much pain

or too much joy

those are the moments

that move

like clouds

after rain

the peek of the sun

shining through

finding the sea

the wave

drop the lights

there

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Rocky

Rocky

last night

I saw the real

Rocky

he was just

a little kid

sitting there

telling his story

his life story

he just wanted

what all little boys want

and need …

a loving father

someone to look up to

someone you could count on

someone who would protect you

someone who would talk to you

someone who would believe in you

someone who loved you more than himself

Rocky never got any of that

from his father

quite the opposite

so he turned his pen into a magic wand

and created the dad he should have had

the dad all broken men

should have had but didn’t

this was important not only for him

but for all those

who grew up

abused and abandoned by a parent

or parental figure

whether it was a mother

a father

or both

movies like Rocky

help the helpless

feel less

a l o n e

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Responsibility

Responsibility

there’s a grave

sadness

in the air

I can feel it quite

every

where

it’s in the vacant

stare

of that boy

there

that girl

here

after the camera clicks

the credits roll

the lights dim

the doors close

and every

body

goes on

home

the trash still needs

picking up

somebody has to stay

behind

and clean it

up

all the mess

else it’ll

pile up

and be too much

to bear

too hard

… too late

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Baby Blues

Baby Blues

when she

comes back

I’ll be stooped

and low

looking at the ants

below

won’t see the sky

or stars at night

no sun

no moon

or tops of trees

or airplanes

headed out

I’ll see the drops

that fall

to ground

and remember

the river

her head down

picking up rocks

turning ‘em over

keeping a few

leaving the rest

yeah, when she comes back

I’ll be stooped

and low

looking at her

sole

wonder what she’ll wear

flat or heeled

or bare

TL