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The Impromptu Poem I Wrote for, and Read to, a Stranger at the Movie Store
Beautiful-girl alert! Beautiful-girl, people! Holy cow, beautiful girl. A little tall, yes, but boy! how pulchritudinous she was! Here's how it went down: I was at Hollywood Video, there to see if they had … -
My Somewhat New Untitled Poem
Alright--I worked on this poem from April 11 to April 15 during the very early mornings (3 or 4 a.m.). It may be one of the crappiest poems in the world, but it is one of my better ones. I haven't quite figured out the… -
Into the Days of Tomorrow
The ship's sail was taut in the wind But was rippling with such ferocity It appeared as though it would rip cleanly From the mast at any moment. She was empty, yet sailing she went-- On and on, Toward… -
The Garden Outside My Home is Dying
The garden outside my home is dying. There's been no rain for a month and my plumbing's broke. Where once I stood up to my waist in flora, I now sit in an entanglement of grief and shame and dying things… -
Untitled
I seem care-free But underneath my skin Tangled in my nerves Is an infant Wailing for his Protector. Only you My lost love Can deliver him From his pain His sorrow; Can deliver him … -
Flower II
I gave you a flower. You tore off the petals and buried the briar stem in the mud; closed your hands to mine, your beautiful hands where once you held my face to kiss me in one perfect moment. And never shameful, never r… -
Illness
There was a time When we were boys And love was different: Love was to have constant Thoughts of her, all the while With a laughing heart. Love was to awkwardly Sneak an arm over her shoulder In a fake yawn during a mov… -
28. Poetry [to be cont'd]
I'm no good at writing poems. I've got nothing to say. I mean, who am I to put a voice to my thoughts, my opinions? I'm awful at poetry. I can't describe a flower in bloom or an act of love or anything beautiful like… -
Another poem of mine I just wrote
This poem is unformatted. It's just in paragraph form for now. Here it is: To write a love poem for the angel spread out at my left I lie atop our summer-cool sheets, and that word, "love," it busies around in my mind…
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- Name: Chris
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