Uriah Hamilton Poems

Drinking Friday night spirit myth,
Dreaming of poetic youth,
Where you can dance with magical breath,
Cherish every moment that follows next,
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Bob Dylan heard the voice
Of a poet who died in the gutter;
That dying voice
Then seeped into his soul
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Love is exciting
Like Wild West gunfire
Friday night,
Tender mouths kissing
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These evil days require you to grit your teeth in misery to survive,
But you have to realize life is more
Than staying alive:
You have to create magical kindness in the heart,
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There is nothing but mystery
Around every fleeting kiss
As we crawl on the beach
After prowling all night like cats,
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It is raining lightly in the forest,
Little flowers begin to droop
In the fragile atmosphere
Of God’s sympathetic tears.
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A woman’s portrait
Is falling off the wall.

There are friends
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Breathe softly, settle down,
Allow anger to subside;
When sadness clouds your innervision,
Imagination runs wild.
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The rapture imparted
By your tender smile
And blue inviting eyes
Is astonishing and consuming!
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When you turn to walk away,
I feel like a lonely high school boy
Returning to an empty home
On a soap-opera afternoon;
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