Andy Caldwell Poems

few men are islands 
alone and isolate
with due respect to Mr. Dunn
their deaths diminish no one
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My hands shake
at times I touch the wrong key
tonight I lost some poetry
after I accidentally touched delete
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every breath takes work
all my muscles hurt
as they randomly
contract and jerk
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Hello I call out into the loneliness
and all I hear responding
are echoes of despair
do you hear me are you out there
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'Oh I'm in a bad mood
I'm special I'm wonderful
but I broke a fingernail
life is so unfair
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I read another's poetry
it was just too much for me
it jumbled with complexity
there were too many words
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We see the truth
as a multi stable image
with each having a unique view
thus we confound the truth
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A question came to mind
it's been with me for some time
be patient as I obsess with it a bit
I need to understand it more
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Can you unask the question
take back the thinking
which started this rebellion
it's like up righting dominos
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when life hands us lemons
we need to think about the good things
Right now I am handed strife
to put the problems in perspective
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