Brian Sonberg Poems

Submarine dreams
Sink like candlelight.

Sputtering wicks
Speak only in epiphanies.
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Forgive me please, my friend
I hear your breaths draw short
But I must thank you again

It is necessary to take your life
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Eyes surprise,
And pull at vanished strings.
Left, broken down to rot.

Your time here has expired,
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It's never my intention
to be the one with eyes
who makes no lasting impression
who captures nothing but a gaze
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Sometimes in dreams
I watch the woods
fill up with snow
as did Frost.
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We had dreams
in places we never knew
they could get stuck but
we rolled and played just the same.
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Bountiful harvest
but the sickness doesn't care.
You were taken too soon;
The only two that mattered.
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This night seems the same
and memories come
rushing like piano keys
tickled internally by some
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What a perfect place for a puddle
On this dark and stormy night.
This town, new to me, is boastful....
Far too forward about being backward.
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Another sleepless night in paradise.
In dreams, I chase mice,
Or rats...
Anything to soil this sterility.
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