Barry Middleton Poems

in August I think of you
you and I together on the sleeping porch
we didn't do much sleeping
your kiss was as hot as the night
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His eyes, bright sightless pearls,
bestow a peace on him,
for blind men cannot go to war.
His vision lies within.
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the universe withholds a kiss
and thus we search infinity
for gods we carelessly may miss
in distant frightening nebulae.
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I think I see movement
through the dark trees
a mystery in the forest
waiting to be revealed
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Diogenes still seeks an honest man,
a hero who is willing to take a stand.

Roaming in darkness, his bright lamp aglow,
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the darkness of the east is fading
a glow that claims that hope exists

the memories of night confound
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must I grow mad for poetry
madness past its prime

can older men go crazy
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Some of us are born to know it,
guitar men riding the blues train,
southern gumbo, smoke and booze,
the big muddy mojo voodoo beat.
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the water is liquid glass
like the surreal surface
of a remote lonely moon
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I dreamed the title words
it took all day to understand them
light Wednesday is how I grew up
half the businesses in town would close
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