William Baez Poems

Delighting in the dark and damp places
Where young ones avoid and the older find solace in.
Where broken hearts feel right at home.
And the sunshine avoids the area.
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Perhaps another time my love
I am in need of rest.
When linked bodies rise to best
and our infused souls soar above.
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Sometimes I need your smile,
but I like it when you cry.

It reminds me of us, of then.
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Could I for one day, do everything that is right?
Like wake in the silent hours, still starved for light.
And by my free choice, dress and shower for the day.
Smiling, laughing; ready to work at my say.
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I just can't seem to do it, the words won't come to me
like they used to.
I used to open them up, in a letter, nice and fancy, with a gold stamp. Always signed 'from your creativity, all the best'.
And I'd just humbly write down whatever creativity had in mind for me today.
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I'd love to see through new eyes one day.
And live out a day as someone else.
Would I be kinder or smarter to the people I meet?
Would I be more cunning and colder to them instead?
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My darling, did you not know?
To me,
You are the whole forest not merely a tree.
Not merely one among many.
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You are the betterment of my worst self.
When the prisoner is closed in on himself.
When he opens his eyes and stares into the night,
it is you who whispers 'close them.'
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Bring me hope on its silvery iridescent platter.
And I will throw the gems to reveal scratches.
Throw me into the sea of joy, warm and pleasing.
I will begin drowning under its unbearable weight.
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I sought you out in spring
But you wandered in winter.
I then cut down all the flowers,
I gave up all my power.
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