JAMES T. ADAIR Poems

When I walk out the door
You will not hear the doorknob turning
or the brass bolt slide from the doorjamb
You will not hear the latch mechanism move
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I often think of this saying
I read on a license plate
Often wondered about it
It struck me a certain way
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I want to sing you a love song
In a dream sitting by a fire
In a cabin built of hand-hewn logs
Embers crackling in the fieldstone hearth
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Right now I'm dying to be free
I don't belong here anymore
It's just not the best use of me
I care about her, but its easy to see
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In absolute despair
I cast my empty broken heart
into the lonely sea
The one I love didn't notice me
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Peering through the swamp grass
I saw a snake
The snake saw me
coiled and sprung
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Contrary to what you've heard
What's been widely reported
Women aren't the only ones
Who dream of being courted
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