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  Never Tell A Soul

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  There are some things that I’ll never tell you. I’ll never tell you that I have a great fear of being forgotten Athazagoraphobia is what it’s called, I think. Because I wish I were like a fine-tipped pen, leaving indelible marks on every surface I touch: I wouldn’t worry then. Iâ€...
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  Caught Up In You

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  my face exploded into a million paper swans and they flew about the room like pastel paint swatches, leaving my face expressionless blank slate lovers on a flat surface spidery cobwebs splintering across broken hearts sticky cliches all among my veins caught up in synthesized sounds my e...
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  Insomniac

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  I am so tired. So I have no reason not to reread the poem he wrote for me for the thirteenbillionth? trillionth? time I my mind I see it as blinding white, soft yellow, calm to the mind soft to the touch I re read it again –is that redundant?– and lean my head against the leather headre...
• Poetry > Song Lyrics
  A Cheery Juxtaposition

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  You make lists of people you hate While I prefer to sit on the curb and wait For the bus that never comes You like to love and love to let down And I just turn away and frown As my nervous system goes numb You may like to hide in the shadows But darling I'd rather dance in the sun ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Darling Sweetheart Dearest

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  Darling How I love to listen to you talk to me, talk at me and I can't always tell the difference between the two, but I still listen Sweetheart It's the days that pass by so quickly (where did they go? Where did you go?) they are the ones that worry me I slash dark ink across e...
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  Have You A Future?

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  I watch with pleading eyes, my hands linked and resting on the small of my back and my fingers are crossed, too. Her sharp, appraising glance flits over the paper in her hands like a fairy; a mystery. She passes the paper back to me and looks into my eyes. “It was lovely, Emi. I can see...
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  Child-like Innocence

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  Child-like Innocence Dancing towards the shore Poking baby toes into foam Shrieking in joy Sand-piper feet Flitting to and fro On wings of baby’s salty breath of mellow scent Waves hurry in for a cool embrace Engulfing laughing child Child of innocence Child of joy Not afraid of ba...
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  Endless Morrows

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  Upon our parting, do not cry, For I promise on the morrow We shall meet again, my dear And do away with sorrow A million billion stars for you I blow from sweaty palm And wait in silent solitude For the kiss of brand-new dawn And so the endless dreamers Lie wake to endless sleep And wh...
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  The Floor of The Universe

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  A tunneling feeling spiralling downward thrugh my being and fall -thud!- against the floor of the universe sprawled out among the stars as I struggle to remember their words If a memory has so much meaning why don’t we all just live in the mottled yellow glow of our dreams? We can all cu...
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  Can You? Will You?

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  Can you read me the story of life? And tell me how old is time? Can you tell me what splits a great four-way force And tell me, is love blind? Can you hold my hand when we cross the street And just enjoy the view? Can you disperse into history? Or can I stay here, forever, with you? Can ...
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  Ode To Science Class

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  I am sitting here In Science class How dull it is (The same with math.) I am watching the clock And its hands, round they go And thinking of things That I’d much rather know. How does a clock work? Why do birds sing? And why did Ringo Starr like to wear so many rings? What began ...
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  Tell Me

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  Tell me what the world is like for my eyes have been sealed shut, encrusted by flecks of sleep for too long and I’ve forgotten. I miss the warmth of a fellow human’s breath upon my ashen skin and I miss the image of slender, screeching gulls flitting gracefully over a stillborn lake. ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Photographs 2

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  I will never meet them So I settle for photographs surrounding my pallid body And my pallid life Photographs of when they were young See how they smiled Young, tough, naive boys who just play guitar and drums and like to sing Photographs of when they were older see how they've painful...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Photographs

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  It pains me to look at Photographs of them in their later years The dull blankness in their dark eyes Their thin lips set in a straight line, not opened in song or laughter. What had America done to these four beautifully messed-up creatures whom I love with so little relent?...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  I, Too, Am From

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  I am from laughter. I am from secrets told in the dark, and from sparkling eyes in the morning. I am from a dance studio, From a library and from a not-so-secret club that revolves around a tree. I am from friendship, from family I am from hugs and kisses and hours-long conversations o...
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  December 8, 1980

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  The way my heart felt, like a crumpled wad of notepaper within my ribcage the day someone told me you had died so many years ago. Five bullets from a shotgun, Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang... And the man with his twisted mind, who held the gun; it was his fault. It was a day the world hun...
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  A Wish For Them

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  First wish: A crowd of eager faces, closed tight around a cake, dotted with spindly candles of artificial colors that drip hot wax onto the immaculate white frosting The yellow flames flicker in unison and with a single breath the wish is propelled through the air. A wish that they would stay....
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  Child

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  Child, look up at the sky Tell me what you see Do you see a world apart from them and you and me? Child, rest your feet upon this soil Feel the mud between your toes Take a look around this world See the things it has to show Child, dear, look at the world And dance along the shore And...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Allegiance

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  I pledge allegiance to the world And the united state of being. And to the soil On which I stand We are but one speck in the universe –Invisible– With peace and love to all....
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  Here, There, Everywhere

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  Here, there, everywhere We walk for miles without a care When will we know when are there? Here and there and everywhere Him, her, you, me Let voices ring; let us flee How long before we are free? Him and her and you and me Yes, no, maybe so There are some things we’ll never know. Wh...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  No Strings Attached

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  I am not your marionette doll with fine string binding my limbs and wooden joints that creak painfully. There is no invisible hand of yours above my head controlling my every action, walking me through endless stages while my painted eyes gaze vacantly at the world. You cannot cram me into a ...
• Poetry > Song Lyrics
  L-O-V-E

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  One day as I strolled 'round The dusty streets of a dusty town A thought occurred to me And I began to see that [chorus] L-O-V-E The Beatles were right: it's all we need L-O-V-E Why doesn't anyone believe me? The little girl looked at the sky, turned to me and...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Faintly Smiling

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  A small glimmer A faint line etched into your face Like a half-began sketch; barely there More of a hope than a real thing A flicker of warmth in your eye Like a dove's pale egg disappearing from a magician's sly hands: now you see it now you don't Hinting that perhaps we w...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Oblivion

  

  By Poet_in_Motion, Sharon, MA

  Just you and me perched on the edge of oblivion History in our laps And time dribbling through our outstretched fingers. Life in sweaty glasses beside us And love gossiping with the breeze as it lightly kisses our faces. Light is dripping down our rosy cheeks And all around us are dew...