Jef L33 Poems

To my children
My future
May you find happiness
In this world of darkness
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I don't like roller coasters. But every fair has one. Its always some large dragon of a thing, twisting and winding its way in the center of the park. The sound of the tracks roaring overhead, a wave of screams that comes and goes like the wind. And in the end, it comes to a stop, while everyone stumbles out drained and disoriented.
But for that brief moment, as I catch a glimpse of them all, screaming at the top of their lungs. I want to be like that. I want to be like them. Happy.
So I go to the back of the line that seems to stretch further than the ride itself. And wait. One thing I don't like is the waiting. Nothing to do but to stare at the front of the line, as happy couples, friends, and family all excitedly get inside. Nothing to do but wait. Standing in the hot sun, as a brief shadow passes overhead, follow by a wind of screams.
After an eternity of waiting, it's finally my turn. The seats smell of freshly wiped vomit, the buckle always feels just a little too loose, and before I know it, the cart begins to move.
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Walking around the old schoolyard
Watching forgotten faces play in the field
Dashing every which way
As a memory of laughter fills the air
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I cast the first stone
Into calm waters
Watching the ripples
Slowly grow and fade
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Lives are remembered
As words are written
Words are forgotten
As time moves on
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The life we lived
And the lives we wanted
Are all but footprints
In the ever shifting sands
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I remember…
Her pouty red lips, when she wouldn’t get her way
The blush in her cheeks when her hand grazed mine
The freshly picked hibiscus that clung in her hair
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Bold cursive silver letters
Etched onto a plain black cover
Labeling what I am
But not who I am
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The sunset fades beyond the broken shores
As the night rises like a shadowed dawn
And deafened by the rhythmic crash and roar
Where my hopeless love and lies did doth spawn
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Why do I still think of you?
When the nights are cold and long
As I toss and turn
Remembering the warmth of your face
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