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  skipping stones

  

  By badlands, kerrville, TX

  A man stands on a beach.He holds a stone in his hands.A black rock,it weighs over eighty pounds.This is a fact and the man is small but he holds the rock in his hands anyway.His hands white with the strain.His face placid,his eyes dual images of the rock. This world is calm,winter.He stands infro...
• Poetry > All Poetry
  the hollow awakening

  

  By badlands, kerrville, TX

  the lemon blossum white agionst her yellow hand a smile on her lips the doctors had said a week a week to enjoy the spring ---- the lemon blossum i hope that she will outlast that fragile flower --- the lemon blossum white agionst her yellow hand a smile on her lips in the silen...
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  the opaque novela

  

  By badlands, kerrville, TX

  In silence we say what we will not let out, the gun blast is wordless,but the silence after the shout. The intimant funeral suit of inner thought, a clearness of voice that many have bought. The extensive novel that hangs in the air quised as trajedy to those who don't care. To opun the cove...
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  the moment of midnight

  

  By badlands, kerrville, TX

  In the destruction of my ectasy; in the trajidy demised- between the shift of midnight to morning, emptied of the motion, a frozen fragment of memory: this-the time of my weekness- and the sound of my demise. At the face of morning, my feet will not touch the ground....
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  detachment

  

  By badlands, kerrville, TX

  Six days he writes,hand moving,moving side to side,smudging ink;tatooing his flesh blue,black,dirtying his hand. He writes pristine mechanic script in a leather bound journal;it is thin,half an inch thick:black.His hand is small and hairliss,with fingers long and finger nails sharp and pitted. H...
• Poetry > Haiku
  haiku

  

  By badlands, kerrville, TX

  little haiku poem bouncing around in my head messes up my hair....
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  fireflys

  

  By badlands, kerrville, TX

  to all that i have seen....... on these black shores... on armageddens smile...... the wars ............the surf tost ..... all the loves i lost..... in its embrace........ the sorrows wept....... the tears i wasted....... in this life ......the promises unkept.... the fireflys...... tha...
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  fireflys

  

  By badlands, kerrville, TX

  to all that i have seen....... on these black shores... on armageddens smile...... the wars ............the surf tost ..... all the loves i lost..... in its embrace........ the sorrows wept....... the tears i wasted....... in this life ......the promises unkept.... the fireflys...... tha...
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  tommorow

  

  By badlands, kerrville, TX

  tomorrow,and tommorow,and tomorrow. still,past and cold.ended with nightfall,and spent embrace. stil,warm,and cooling,morning comes with whispering of fields awakening. cold brooks gurgling,warm still,cooling,spread out like the streams water, flowing ,set,setting wet,drying.palms of red life ,c...
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  red riding hood . . .

  

  By badlands, kerrville, TX