Ray Lucero Poems

He walks through dark woods in quiet of night,
As bats and barn owls launch into flight
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I sit in the still quietness of morning;
Eyes closed, cross-legged
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To say I’m loved may be grossly understated
As Ms Desmond has assured me many times
Alas, our precious love is wrong and ill-fated
‘Cuz she’s guilty of too many Internet crimes
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As some of you that read my writings know,
I write a lot about politics.
Especially about “you know who”
It’s one thing to have annoying pop-ups on PH
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Have you noticed how much easier,
it is to tell when someone’s lying?

Do you really believe George Bush?
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Walk any crowded city street
See vacant stares on a sea of faces
How stiff they walk on frozen feet
Of long forgotten social graces
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Born a Seer, yet goes unseen
Walks amongst, yet walks alone
Serves, yet goes unserved
Knows what others’ remember not
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A boy, Narcissus long ago lived in Greece
Perfect of body, dark hair fine as fleece

The face of an angel, no one could deny
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Quietly I sit in meditation

A mosquito descends
landing on my arm
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Smile when someone hurts your feelings
Smile when you see no reason for living
Smile when people clip your angel wings
Smile for it’s your heart’s way of giving
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