alex haywood Poems

Isn't it wonderful
that when it's time to go
you don't
and when it's time to come
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I cast a stone at the sky
hoping for some kind of sound
A phantom feeling answered me
rain on rainy ground
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I kissed my wine
the cool liquid on my lips
such a contrast to hers
yet the taste
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Today I danced while cooking
kind of slow, hesitant at first
like the kids smiles
watching mom-dad
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Indian summer
Sweltering heat
Our bodies
slick
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What if our only purpose in life
among all that we do
is to utter one word or
do one deed
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I crave your mouth
in a way that makes me think
I want to make up
for the chastity of my youth
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I already know
how it feels
to love with a poet's passion
Yet I've never been the object
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I've broken a feather
can't fly anymore
the winds that once carried me
won't work their magic
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My every thought ends
in an exclamation mark today
and each one like a papercut
shreads me.
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