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Mary's Poem - Continued

Then I went home to sit and rest
down on my rocking chair,
the sun was setting in the West
and as I combed my hair


Inside the box of cypress pine
(they say that worms won't touch the stuff) ,
exactly at the dot of nine
six friends from school, who huff and puff

The Hex

The night before I left the moon had gone,
it was as if raw forces of my past
had now combined to rip and tear the mask
off my pale face, and thus expose a ling'ring guilt.

Two Will Twist

I met a girl the other day.
Brunette of hair,
soft olive skin,
straight Roman nose,

Snicker, Snicker

If you snicker
and bicker
it pleases
your ticker.

Throwing In The Towel

It's pleasing just to hear your voice,
because it is more than a noise.
Most humans are so ignorant
they run away at one small hint

Above All Things

You climb the mountain to the top,
as perspiration slowly freezes.
Inside your chest your heart screams STOP,
you stand there, swaying in the breezes.

A Familiar Song

I was just browsing,
looking, searching my soul
found but a beautiful girl.
Yes you were pretty,

The End Of It All

And long before the dust had settled
he himself had vanished,
no sound had even vaguely
disturbed the morning as it rose.


In the beginning
you left me, no warning
other than the slamming
of the solid timber door.

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