Tag: poetry

The Gambler

Im a sick degenerate gambler Have been at the table for years Winning streak I watch the dealers sordid eyes But I risk it all again Loss is one hand away and the house always wins in the end


June 1, 2017 0

I AM the road

I AM the Road Ancient and worn With different colored masks they come I AM the road of Davids star The road built by Pharaoh The road of the Armenians   They come to me weary and without a voice Confused and abandoned by the world The road of the kulaks Or the Yezidis Paved…
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November 20, 2015 0

Lycan

Do you run? Do you run through the night? Not in groups with spandex but Under the stain of the sour moonlight Where the trees become monsters metaphorically I run from the serpent Despite my speed he is always underfoot His black skin dull under the streetlight   Are you a Lycan like me? This…
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July 30, 2015 0

A Man and His Hands

A MAN AND HIS HANDS A man should feel comfortable with an axe in his hands Whether it rest on his shoulder or slice through the air With the earth in his hands a man should feel at home A man should feel confident and produce with his hands And if that man be so…
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March 16, 2015 0

filaments

It’s only when you have it all that you realize Our love, our lives, our happiness, our wealth Rest upon circumstance as thin as filament Woven a bit but still so fine It’s why we strive constantly It’s why we share our magnetic charge with success The cold night moon is all that lights our…
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February 4, 2015 0