Dean Meredith Poems

The hand hovers
With purpose
And power unseen
There is uncertainty
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'When you least expect it', they say
'Expect it'
But what?
The unexpected of course
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I am the white man
The pink man, the black man
The yellow man, the green man
The red man, the brown man
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I noticed
Her waist first
Was that her plan?
Shapely hips
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When I say I miss her
I wonder what it means
To you in your mind
Do you think of someone
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And I lock myself in
Somewhere quiet
Where maybe
I can begin again
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Focus he said
As I bled
All over the stage
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It's all after your time
It's all before my time
Is there a we?
Caught in the middle
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Think you know everything?
No, but parts thereof
How's it turned out?
With all that knowledge
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Work again
Don't look left
It might be her
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