John Ackerman

Moist, bright, and green, the landscape laughs around.
Full swell the woods; their every music wakes,
Mix'd in wild concert, with the warbling brooks
Increased, the distant bleatings of the hills,
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Cynthia

When at night I close my eyes,
to think all the days gone by,
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Solitude

whispers
a rain drop
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If a raindrop
could represent
the love in
a man's life
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How long will it take for you to see
Life is just an illusion, it's gonna pass eventually
The flesh is just a lie
Eventually you're gonna die
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The Union

I was lying on my back look up at the ceiling
Trying to come up with a wheel or dealing
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shattered glass out on the kitchen floor
picking up the pieces of my past
move away from the silence to a lingering laugh
each of us where's a mask in a disguise in life
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trapped within the very impulse of our loved beneath the perplexing ambush


we close the door of brevity with a slight adjustment of the hand when will we understand
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Woman


eyes, hair & smile
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The Hollow Leaves

Spread out upon the ground
Out of mere sadness there's a tug at the heart
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you can't make your heart beat something it won't

it's either heaven or hell now I got a good story to tell
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alone
in the silence of my thoughts
pitter patter of soft sandal feet
a candle lit in the corner of my room
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For decades I held back this piece until today

I Think Therefore I Write Poetry
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our mind is the control tower of our life
what we think about is really what controls us
we can't control everybody else but we need to learn to respond
what is it that determines what I think
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for I exist as a vapor
then I am no more
tranquility with whispers
inside the corridor
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the way you walk the way you talk
the way you comb your hair
beautiful eyes as if a angel in disguise
the touch of your hand makes me understand
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what matters most is a thought that is pure
through the duration of time we have created a rhyme
deep inside we got pains that hide
throughout our life we can undergo a notion of exploration
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Lady Of The Harbor

as the sun beats like honey on the lady of the harbor
there is stillness in the wind as fabrications set it
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A light moved out upon the street outside
A day that wasn't meant to meet & greet
Thorn crown was placed upon his head
The shouts of intense anger from the angry mob,
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morning light a new day has begun in the life of a bum
he stammers in the curb as if a lonely bird
goes to the soup kitchen at dawn
closed off from society as if a mystery you see
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