Jason Caporaletti Poems

A friend asked me one time
why I always speak in rhyme
I said, 'no I do not'
She said, 'you do it a lot'
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The wave of time sweeps over.
It is carried by it, carried forward like driftwood into the new age.
Once, a pillar, holding the weight of a grand structure;
now, a forgotten artifact, dragged along because it exists.
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Isn't it strange,
that someone would want change?
Something other than the same
old endlessly selfish political game?
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Defiantly she walks through each new place,
careful not to stop long or look back
at ruined landscape trails she dare not face,
Where with each sharp heel’s lift the earth would crack.
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They say 'it's better to have loved and lost
than never to have loved at all'
But 'ignorance is bliss they say
at least that is what many call.
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Such strong facades does he put up
that his own heart’s confused.
Destined for suspicion
when he meets anyone other.
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Speechless, for once my tongue is lame
Words are rarely far beyond me,
I always know what things to say... usually.
Today is not the same.
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Wipe your tears of mourning,
you have promises to keep.
You must continue moving,
while the mighty take their sleep.
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Each day I visualize tomorrow, but all I see is yesterday
Convincing it is to think that the path to freedom is submission
And where my soul aches to rebel my trained mind beats me into conformity
While the bottle the pipe and the brothel stare me down with those seductive eyes and coax me into a everlasting cycle of longing
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So long I can't remember when last I was inspired
to let my thoughts lay down in words and convey my desires.
It's your true beauty through and through that keeps me so enthralled
I've never been this way before, for you I've truly fallen
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