Ted Sheridan Poems

Note: “I don’t call myself a poet, because I don’t like that word. I call myself a trapeze artist.” —Bob Dylan
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Last night I fixed myself
a much needed drink
an 'adult beverage'
with two ice cubes
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You do not
confuse me
you only confound
the issues.
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She places a strategic
well placed kiss
on the back of my neck
injecting me with
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The end was near___
His dying words were being silenced
by a Fascist nurse
who was always pulling the plug on him....
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With my eyes
affixed on her shapely body
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Sitting with his back to the wall
bushy tail took a break from it all
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Caged by a love we could have prevented
We imprisoned ourselves with each others limitations
Our love that had been put in motion
By both a place and time
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Tiptoeing in the cracks of societal scrutiny
I try to avoid confrontations with a majority of crazies
Crazies who would have me locked up in a sanitarium
Because I don't think the way they do......
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I used to go fishing everyday....
well practically everyday....
Me and my buddy Jeff
would fish either day or night
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