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Invisible Man

Invisible Man (Randyjw; September 16, 2017)

 

It’s nice to have a friend;

Not so nice

when given reason to end

My heart was another’s

and I’d told you where I’d stand

Perhaps you were jealous

of an invisible man

but the only I loved

has been just he who held my hand

 

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Words I Didn’t Know

Words I Didn’t Know (Randyjw; September 16, 2017)

 

You told me so

in words I didn’t know

the needed

and necessary

what little we knew

the unspoken

forgotten

and how much we grew

how much

it was needed

to let you know

how very much

I love you so

and not

whether or not

we stay or go

 

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Close

Close (Randyjw; September 7, 2017)

 

In delusion,

I once believed myself

void of most unattractive traits

reserved quite wholly for those

of small mind and selfish faith,

thereby inclined

and now

In seclusion,

I find that

my standards of grandiosity

may once have been

and now are not

Yet, I know they are attained

by one, and just the same

my preference falls

to imagining you here

despite the absence as clear

as the reality

which I ignore

For there has to be

some residual enduring hope

some alternate duality

whereby with which to cope

in sewing together

separateness

yet feeling you so close

 

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Impressions Of A Smile

Impressions Of A Smile (Randyjw; September 4, 2017)

 

Love is blind. She cried.

with fingers pressed to my eyes…

my own starry night

 

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Tree Monster Waving “Hi!”

Tree Monster Waving “Hi!” (Randyjw; September 3, 2017)

 

Once upon a time

in a land that wasn’t mine

I had a funny dream that made me start

The vision I could see

was something foreign as could be

for it came right from my mind and not my heart

But minds play funny gags

full of tricks right from the bags

you can buy in little shops right off the Ave

For I could swear I saw this tree

that was waving right at me

and that’s something no-one else had ever had

And there, right in plain sight

it was giving me a fright

this tree monster that was wildly waving its way

for I knew not how to read

if its leaves were rustling, “leave”

or if, instead, I should look how the tree did sway

Was it scary? Does it bite?

I know not its genus or type

But, I do know it makes shade that’s cool and dark

And I know G-d has plied His trade

in all good things that He has made

so, I guess the skin upon its trunk was just its bark

🙂

 

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And I Too

 

And I, Too (Randyjw; September 3, 2017)

 

And I, too

have done so, too, dear

because of, and solely

by you

🙂

 

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The Art of Creation

The Art of Creation (Randyjw; August 30, 2017)

 

The author raises his writing hand

flexgel poised, as if in thought

“What comes next,” he mutters;

“And is it parenthetical to the plot?”

 

The artist reviews the spaces

of the blank canvas he fills at-will

pondering with deep concentration

the emotional voids he’ll attempt to fill

 

The old scribe just recopies the story

he’s written many times before

His smile at the formulaic equation

has him beaming when he reads it once more

 

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