Lonnie Hicks Poems

I shouldn't want to
but I want to devour him;
to taste of him
to possess him
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Her laugh
was the smell
of newly washed linens;
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Angels and birds fly
altitude I guess
provides perspective
from height where
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I have Gluttony's appetite!
my calories intoxicate.
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Summer's Eyes shine

sublimely
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Who lies in deepest cave
vampire like twisted away from outside sun-swept light
longing for death
blood and love
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Rummaging through Time's Closet
small scenes and quiet joys
looking I
for Meaning's Ploy
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She put her 'check out books at down-stairs counter' sign and headed for the graduate stacks to do her -re-shelving.

The book cart rolled along punctuating her thoughts about him. Brian, she was sure would be there in the stacks, at his little desk against the wall pretending to be buried in his books and she would come in and pretend to be shelving her books and she would pretend to notice him casually.
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The scab where Cupid's arrow had entered
had barely healed, leaving just a wisp of a scar
evident there; but the inner pain remained.
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There
just so,
just beyond
the shadow.
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