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Behind

Leaving behind historyMemories unrelatedBoxes of collected waste landI travel light intoOblivion. Cornerstones onceCrumbled dust todayForgotten collectiveRemains a crack intoThe soul. Lessons or storiesMythical or realityHistory falls behindNeatly into tidy boxes ofOblivion. Next exit ofThe roundaboutA repeatedHistoryChasing usBehind! November 17, 2021 … Continue reading

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Syllables

Broken words as sheSpeaks , syllables stumble unsteadyOn her lips lost. Long ward and I amWaiting for her arrival likeThe last syllable She spoke in silenceLocking into my eyes memoriesWith a syllable Love. October 23-24, 2021 ———-© 2021 Alain de … Continue reading

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Early

Early hours of the morning andThe ceiling is staring at meDaring me to sleepThe fainting mental drawingOn the ceiling face is dissolvingSlowly and keeps me awakeThe fear of forgetting, ofLetting go and thereIt goes! Early hours of the morning andMy … Continue reading

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Rained today

Rained today tearsOver a washed up body fromThe last attempt to boardThe ship of the living toThe other side land! Rained today andA child came out to playA memory in few yearsBut today it is full of tearsRained today gone. … Continue reading

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Forgot

I keep forgettingI forget to writeI forget to eatI forget thatI forgot andKeep on forgettingThey say it’sOld ageHow old do you have to beTo be oldI forgotHow old was my grandfatherWhen he died!He was oldDefinitely old butFull of youth!A youthful … Continue reading

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Reminder

A note leftUnder a fridge magnetFrom a childAbout her mother’s birthdayReminds meOf anotherNot long agoReminderUnder a fridge magnetAbout seeing ourYet unborn baby on a screenAbout expected birthdayTo come. A note leftUnder a fridge magnetReminds meOf the beautyIn the moment livedAnd … Continue reading

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My Season

Autumn is my favorite seasonCalm and sadSubdued like the day I was bornSilence overshadowed the smallApartment in the modern hive,Bees leave early for their honeyQueen bees stay behind toGive birth in a shower thatNever started that dayMother was standing andI … Continue reading

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Breathing slowly

It has been a difficult week A long run Between prickly days The running never stops The prickles hurt Each day chocks alone With needless holes Of lost memory The running never stops The breathing is hard Is rapid Is … Continue reading

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Itinerant labor

A whirlpool has taken the childAnother ship sinks in the pacific A soul is lost to itinerant laborA heartless mother, could it be?An absent father, could it be?Is hunger or desire the cause Unseen in day light but harbor Inside … Continue reading

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Obeisance

Before the glory Bowing heads in submission Obeisance offeredObeisance is recognized Before the glory I seeBowing heads in tearsA thousand soul released From the chains of nowReturning home humbledObeisance offered in silence. January 26, 2021

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