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very dark - first draft

nothing like sniper poetry


Zombie

I am the walking dead
Simply existing
I fought for my life
Now I live to die another day

Getting out of bed is an effort
Thought gladly I do
Sleep brings me no rest
Only abuse to my body and mind

Each day is a struggle
Every step has pain
No matter the joy...
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another soft and sappy love poem, I have some great sniper stuff, I just wrote, but can't put it on line, since it must be orginal when published and it's coming out in nov in a few differnt journals and reviews

so here is another rough draft


Dizzy

A lone star shining
On a three quarter moon
Faintly behind it - soft stars - dizzying...
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Very very rough draft


Glass


I am merely sand
Heated to an extreme
Transferring my rawness
In the devils hearth

The work of a great craftsman
Twisted obscurely for many reasons
Function takes its place above form
My sweat is weakness leaving my body

I take many shapes
Fragile like glass vase
My usefulness is in emptiness
To hold water - the elixir of life...
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Okay - more of the soft stuff, have some very dark stuff I am working on, beacuase, who does not like sniper poetry


After Glow


As the sunlight kisses
Your glistening skin
While the whimsical
Wind dries the air

I watch you smile
As you struggle to awake
Your natural beauty
Keeps me awake

I moved a couch
Into the bedroom
To watch you sleep...
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Softer stuff


In music Fermata is to hold a note and not let go, to freeze time. Nicholson Baker, wrote a great book entitled "fermata" ( has another great on called "Vox")


Fermata

for Sarah

She lays softly silent
Seemingly without a care
Quietly content, with bed hair
Her beauty leaves me gasping for air

I watch her chest
As it rises and falls
Just...
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as promised some darker stuff


Tool

He stands with his rifle
Nearly three feet away
Smoking with one hand in his pocket
What kind of Sentry is he

I swoop upon him from behind
With the greatest of easy
In a fluid motion I strike
Timing the insertion into the right side of his neck

Just as I cup his mouth and squeeze shut his...
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okay some more love stuff, I have some very angry sniper, shoot people from a 1000meters stufbut first this


Thoughts of you

As slow jazz plays on the radio
Sitting reading on the couch
In the candles soft flame
Listening to the gentle rain on the windows edge

When I head to bed
Kissing my pillow good night
And hold it ever so tight
In...
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Okay some more soft and gentle stuff - I promise, I have just written some very very dark stuff and some sniper poetry, but until then


That of an angel

There is no beauty
Like that of an angel
No softness
That compares to her wings

Floating effortlessly
Evil dares not to dwell
Anyplace she goes
Even better, she barley knows

How her touch, heals...
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Abandoned

On a warm summer eve
With perfect weather
My reckless youth was abandoned
Not far from my childhood home

We ate pizza and searched in vain for corndogs
Playing thirty dollars worth of arcade games
Walking miles on the boardwalk
Awkwardly advancing with true romance

Over a decade before I lost my innocence
Twelve thousand miles away
In a unforgiving desert
In a land...
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Okay - some more dark poetry - still looking for a girl with cool glasses, that I can see our unborn children in her eyes, short of that a woman with or without cool glasses to have a great deal of sex with over the long weekend ?

back to the dark draft, also from the upcoming book

Too many to count


Bound by the...
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This is the title poem of the book - you can start to piece them together to get a feel for it


War Cry

We painted our faces,
We cut off our Hair,
We lived like a noble nomad tribe,
We hunted in Packs

We took care of each other
We traveled light
We ate what we could
We called each other Brother

We prayed...
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today's poem is

I had sex !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

a whole lot of sex ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

first time since jan, 2004 and I made her cum about 15 times over a 12 hour period !!! swear to god !

I love sex ! more poetry later, no we are doing the dance of happy sex !!!!!!!!!!!!!