Lonnie Hicks Poems

I carefully explained to him that women
don't fall in love-
that is a luxury for teens.
The twenties are for fun
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If I am taffy
pull me,
stretch me.
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Some of you have asked for part three so here goes.

Here we want to expand upon part 2.
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I put my hand into your fire for you,
flames are squelched
roses flow from mouth to mouth
soft petaled
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There was a gathering of time
in odd spaces.

There was a gathering of spaces
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On the door was a sign
which read 'Soul Store.'

Trepidatious, I entered to sit
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I watch his mouth move,
his lips;
they hypnotize me.
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The two sat down with their Relationship
and a soup-bowl of their mutual memories
the two lovers complaining that the other
had not given what they needed.
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If I walk to the end of my rainbow
will there be a pot of gold?

Will rainbow travel be worth
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I have this struggle with authenticity;
it pounds away at my consciousness,

I'm not really comfortable anywhere
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