Jay L. Morris Poems

My Son...
I remembered you today
in a very special way.
I wanted to hold you, and you to hold me;
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The rarest of things
I wish were everywhere.
In my home
Among my family
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Anyone can be a ghost

It was dark yet the red brick wall managed to throw a pale upon the shadowy and diminutive form of a man. Skirting furtively, the figure moved across the alley and stalled behind a dumpster. Momentarily...he pops up and cast his eyes upon the contents within.
He was a ghost.
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There are men who help mothers become mothers.
There are mothers who help men become men.
My mother was such a mother, just a Mom who would wink at me.
A scheming smile and a wink to start the day.
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Oh beautiful youth
in no rush be,
lest wonderful words
be deceiving thee.
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The Queen and I've been friends for years.
Why, when she's troubled, I dry her tears.
When she smiles, I know to smile.
We've been friends for quite awhile.
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How could I love you...?
your heart to hold infant like,
your beauty to inspire my soul,
your tenderness that touches me.
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Looking out a window of a den of thieves.
mottled by the endless night.
A young woman, mourning while the mountain breathes.
No lover will greet her in the morning light.
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Tonight the lights above
seem much brighter
Than the lights that have shown before.
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A walking man, on a long, dusty and crooked road.
He hears and understands the little birds talking, and they all know that he is getting old.
He walks in silence for the endless miles, burdened with his bulky load.
His simple needs and all he wants is some peace of mind and a patch of land to call his own.
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