Bill Grace Poems

Slice
In moments of doubt I ask;
What if we are a book with out author?
It does not change the stars or ocean
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The voice over the intercom at the end of the fast food line
Goes into her hi light litany of:
"Would you like to try a … … today? "
The voice melodious, enthusiastic, confident, energetic
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The stray cat of sleek black coat had with outside time
Degenerated enough to a point of ultimate solution
That three bills later and an overnight vet stay
My credibility was totally shot.
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The newspaper tells me you were a noble soul
The internet much less kind
If the print reportage is true I have a debt to you
In the granting of hope to one who is obscure.
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Thank you Lord I can not name or know
That you have made this vision so
Knaves baptized in the world's success
Flying in the face of all nobleness
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Performance poets be aware or at least guarded
Despite you great success
You may or may not possess
The element of great nobleness
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Watching the jeep cut through the corner gas station lot
I do not believe the driver on auto destiny for hell
But believe from stop sign violations of my youth -
And accidents there from -
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Slowly the world discovers color
Healing from pain more infinite than the heavens
Those things which have made us less than sane
Marrying us to flesh and its darker power
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The shame of an 82 average half a century ago
Unbidden, unknown, felt but with out form
Was a quiet cancer
Eating peace more than body.
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