love lasts
anger fades it’s a preference a choice i made fear buried with the spade of time leaves space for love’s memories that are only mine early dawn light is grey with sweet pain warm tears join with summer’s rain filling the street of longing with quiet sadness love lasts it’s all that remains
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tis the season
as the black eyed dog hunts my psyche i imbibe substances dulling the senses creating a grey gauzy space a shroud between him and me but the black eyed dog waits patiently for the fog to clear then continues the hunt relentlessly More poems at: www.jamespangel.ca |
AuthorI started my "Poem-A-Day" writing exercise back in 2010. It was a way to get into the habit of writing everyday. It took awhile but once I got into it I really enjoyed the process. I took a break in 2023 to work on getting "Carbon Copy" into the wild. I also wanted to re-read my poem-a-day scribblings to see if there were any unpolished gems amongst the rubble. My plan is to post one per week in my Blog. Find "Carbon Copy" at: Archives
September 2024
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