Fool’s Song

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It reads as a song

The answers owed
Yet never forthcoming

The questions looming
That only the ghosts entertain 

The life, the life, the life
Before, now, ahead, that must be to blame

All this you’ll never know
The cheapest of tricks

And  someone is singing

Homeward

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Why we need the woman-girl
Sharing the storyline

She will save you from yourself
Lest you think too long and hard

Let her show you the world’s flora
Should your day be canvassed grey

Dare to let her lead you
In some season of your time

Teach her of the wonder-workings
To the world you navigate

Wonder then, aloud, fine sir
“Her grace, how might I hold?”

Haven

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Were I wearing my worldly cloak
I’d doubt
Tenderness
His eyes toward her
Her defense to accept
I’d doubt 
Humility
He’d decide just then
She was worth fighting for
But it’s faith that enshrouds me
For I’ve seen their haven
I know their hope
Wherefore I lift open the predawn window
Fling out to the chorus of feathers 
What doubt

Solved

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With tricky, new eyes
I’ll look back on these puzzling days
Whole again
Brazen somehow
Humbled, too, I hope
By how the pieces I thought held
Instead held the scattered jigsaw of me
With equanimity

Love Mercy

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Aware
This hurts you,
I have decided to speak, nonetheless
‘tho I don’t use words such as “nonetheless”
Nonetheless, I will speak
I love you
Your vast imagination
Your eyes that refuse hopelessness
Your damn, smart ways
Your walk -I hear the music too
Something epic
You are

Some lifetime, somewhere
Someone was
Something in me now, is
Chasing
Pray for me
I am tired 
But I won’t sleep
I’m a fighter 
But I choose love 
You understand me?
Tell me you understand
I don’t love you