Danny The Dreamer Boyd Poems

'Son, just follow my lead and thou shall be free:
Put these on, and away from the sun, stay thee;
Neither fly so high, nor come near the blinding sea!
Bear in mind what ye art, not what thou can be.'
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I'm angry as—I guess—a wasted chance,
I'm angry 'cause—perhaps—I can't regret,
I'm angry—surely—for a failed romance,
I'm angry for I can't—and won't—forget!
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I write what I feel it must depart:
The darkest, bloodiest bottom of my heart.
My heart is full and apart from peace,
And words are the only way of decrease.
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As I lie awake staring at a twinkling star;
I stop and take a step down memory lane:
To see all black bricks and one bright scar,
That lightens my darkness and eases my pain.
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This Ain't A Poem, This Is Just A Sad Song:
A song for everything that went wrong,
A song for the dreamers, that never come along,
A song for the Love, that had been Lost for Long.
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She sails without a wind or breeze,
In the nights of fog and mist;
She's like a warden with the keys,
To souls with clogs and sin desist.
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It's not that easy living by the sword,
Or in his case a ruthless wicked gun:
His reasons? Told, and freedom's ever stored,
In bullets boxes down the dismal sun.
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I sought so long some fellowship. For me,
Alas, a dream it was so far away;
Perchance I looked where I was but astray,
Or fate just let such melancholy be!
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I'm standing here amidst a tomb or shrine:
Where lovers mourn their lost and broken hearts,
Adorned with oh, all those just shattered parts;
I weep with them: this tomb I think is mine!
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One more, one less; and yes I should rejoice,
Although I'm not at ease with one decrease;
But life has not left me a better choice:
Than faking smiles to seem to be at peace!
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