Andy Caldwell Poems

where did the Pan go
when he grew old
no longer mischievous
women longed for him
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All the world's a stage
and life is but a play
that shows each person
as they grow and age
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we have been friends forever
and lovers together
I have no expectations of you
instead I cherish you
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none of us are truly free
neither you nor me
we are constrained
intellectually
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my disease progresses
relentlessly it advances
I strike back with prayer
and with strength of will
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love trumps destiny
if it is pure love
given from God above
love in all humility
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today gave me grace
I walked the mountain
a favorite place
each step was blessed
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who am I but a Grendel
whose mother a witch
an ogre and a bitch
beautiful I suppose
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I sit alone tonight and postulate
other possible future histories
call them unfulfilled possibilities
I could not imagine any reality
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we watch a lot of TV
it helps pass away time
or it provides opportunity
to learn and to grow
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