Max Reif Poems

He opened the apartment
door and I went in
and plunged
into an Ocean. My life
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How can a person feel arrogant?
Even the most powerful of us
can see everyone else's face
but his own.
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I'm at a high school,
or more likely the
community college,
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I believe in Love,
But the word 'love',
When it occurs in a poem
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A day of balmy, vast, blue, cloudless sky,
and I, a traveler, sitting in my car,
survey the world stretched out before my eye
with time to journey to where wishes are,
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I love to go fishing for poems,
out into the world with no agenda
and follow my nose, walk or drive
or sometimes even dance
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This addiction is gettin' costly.
I knew it consumed me time.
Now it's taking me money too, mates.
Aye, me pockets are emptied by rhyme!
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And if I write,
how does it mitigate
the difficulties
inherent in living?
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The hurricane hit in 1969,
no matter that it came from inside me.
It was the Big One, a raging fury
that uprooted all pilings, divested me
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Our world is an island in a great Ocean;
We touch its shore in our crossings, again and again,
Each time forgetting we’ve been here before.
Everyone bears some invisible burden; no one’s slate is clean.
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