Jeffrey SpahrSummers Poems

Never satisfied
The whiners
Always primping
Looking in mirrors
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Something weighs heavy on the man
Lulled to sleep deep in the recliner.
Something has cut his taut line
And slashes age across his face
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he
begets poetry
begets interest
begets poets
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It takes courage to admit defeat
to lay the weapons down
to declare oneself unarmed
before anyone else gets hurt
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every poem is an experiment for me
every poem an experience i read

every poem that i can
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I am preparing chicken salad
and while the meat cools
in the colander
in the pocket of the sink
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We choose to do this
as a society
as a race
we clamber for bread
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That we are given
Are not ours to keep
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i dont understand this business
of anger i just
dont get it
i dont understand
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there is a blazing white dragon
floating over there in the sunlight
it expands like a balloon filling up
slowly as i watch and there is a
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