Howie Kolson Poems

Tumbling, turning, emotions churning,
Peeling, sounding, heart left pounding,
Spinning, shaking, core still quaking,
Sweating, panting, mind still ranting...
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I was hollow and you filled me.
I was broken and you healed me.
I was one with darkness until you shone on me.
It's great, the distance
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There is no place for poets
Or artisans or writers,
Nor is there time for teachers,
Free thinkers or freedom fighters,
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