Samuel Stuart Pennell Poems

Lexi stood next to me, on the porch.
He struck up a match to light a cigarette,
and the air was filled by a beautiful smell of phosphorous.
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</>I walk to the store

It is the dead of winter
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even though I felt sorry for her

Her smile was broken,
and upside down.
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We are all puzzles
And our pieces are all the people we know

Godblessamen
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When she would talk about her mother,
it was as though there were another person in the room

She could see her mother in her mind;
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It all happens faster than I thought it would.

(on life)
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Now I lay me down to sleep,
and visions of the day fade,
like sandcastles decaying,
Gently being lapped away by the ocean,
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All the birthdays in a row

Every day of the year, a person's birthday
Like a thousand birthday candles
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