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The Mighty Aquarian's Writing Nook

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Poetry

Poetry

In the words of the great Neil Gaiman, "the poems are free."  I post them here for your enjoyment. 8)

"We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for." ― N.H. Kleinbaum

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College

Posted by [email protected] on June 3, 2016 at 1:40 AM

Here I sit

In the corridors of knowledge

Where others have sat

Before me

Where others will sit

After me

From different walks of life

Teenagers

Young adults

Older folks

Parents

Professionals

The curious

Each with their own

Unique story

Recorded within these walls


And now

I add mine


August 2012

The House of Sorrow

Posted by [email protected] on May 17, 2016 at 8:00 PM

Walls obscured with despairs of those

who came before us. The Shadow Angel

greeted us. She spoke of who came before,

to pour their absent spirituality, humanity, life

into the bulwarks of the house. Anguished spirits

entombed to wallow in agonies they experienced in life.

 

Lost friends, lost loves, lost family,

failed dreams, broken marriages,

squandered prospects, endless loneliness,

every torment was experienced by

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The Real World: Original Soundtrack of My Life

Posted by [email protected] on April 29, 2016 at 2:50 AM

I was born the year

The Fab Four disbanded

and the Voodoo Child died.

It was a cursed year,

to those who survived it,

but many more decades

would surpass it.

 

The formative days of my youth,

existed in the shadowed aftermath

of Love and Peace, reverberations

of combat torn Boomers.

“Stairway to Heaven” filled our kitchen

and “Smoke on the Water” riffed

its way into melodic i...

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