You Can Leave

January 5, 2010 · Posted in Poetry · Comment 
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Censorship is the suppression of speech or deletion of communicative material which may be considered objectionable, harmful, sensitive, or inconvenient. There are many types of censorship: moral, political, military, religious, corporate. Each type comes with its own set of justifications for trying to prohibit and control free expression.

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A Flamingo Named Harold

September 30, 2009 · Posted in Poetry · Comment 
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Pink plastic body
Standing guard in the front yard
Legs of wire hold strong

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Nobody Told Me

December 19, 2008 · Posted in Poetry · Comment 
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This was inspired by the instrumental piece She Left Home by Djam & Fam on the Karma Lounge – Chilled Global Beats CD.  It’s one of the most hauntingly beautiful pieces of music.  I have included a Youtube (not mine) link so you can listen to it as well.

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A Letter To My Love

December 25, 2007 · Posted in Poetry · Comment 
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This poem was inspired by the instrumental piece by Enya called Watermark.  I have included a YouTube (not mine) link so you can listen to the music as well.

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October Rain

December 25, 2007 · Posted in Poetry · Comment 
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Cold droplets slap the red leaves of autumn
Like cleansing tears from a healing soul.
They are neither vibrant nor filled with hope.
Nobody sings or dances joyfully with them.
They just fall.
Without anyone to cherish them,
Without anyone who cares to notice,
They are forgotten.
Lost opportunities,
Fading memories,
Desperately clinging onto a hope
They can no longer even recognize.
I see you.
I smell the dampness you bring.
I sense your quiet emptiness.
Drench me in your mourning.
I do not care if the sun ever shines,
As long as we have each other.

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