Smoky Hoss Poems

Mystic-memories
Of the mind,
So often take forms
Incredibly hard to find
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Homeless;
- Down by the muddy Mississippi
Skinny as a rail,
Sleeping under the old Eads bridge
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Maybe I've gone crazy
Looking for too many words,
Maybe I've taken leave of my senses
Trying to speak, and be heard -
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A dazzling fire white flash
Illumines deep into my night sky.
I stare in amazed awe...
As timidly I wonder,
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I am a road
Long ago well tread,
Those who upon me have ever travelled
Are now amongst the dead -
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The tiny bird
comes to peck patiently
at one sunflower seed.
Pausing briefly to ponder the sky,
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That woman I love,
I loved her beyond the known.
She left me heartless,
cold, all alone.
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I am not a good poet.
For, I am neither purely good,
nor purely poetic.
However, I am a man,
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'The closer you get to the light, the closer you also get to the dark.' - Parker Palmer

I'd like to blame you...but
I cannot.
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How could anyone ever truly
Define great poetry?
Factors are so many that contribute
To the way each person does hear-feel-and see.
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