Regret by Jordan Roquemore Broken sounds Of songs I knew, Echo within my void. Draping names Across my back Of hearts I destroyed. Paneled memories Numb my eyes, Shifting always around. I sink in them, They sink in me Until we both are drowned. It’s in the depth, Of my deepest dark, (To which I [...]
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Original Poem for Saturday, April 23, 2011
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Favorite Poem for Saturday, April 16, 2011
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Ballad of the Goodly Fere By Ezra Pound HA’ we lost the goodliest fere o’ all For the priests and the gallows tree? Aye lover he was of brawny men, O’ ships and the open sea. When they came wi’ a host to take Our Man His smile was good to see, “First let these [...]
Original Poem for Friday, April 15, 2011
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Never Another Night by Jordan Roquemore Staring through the window There I see A star-bright night, Moon over all. An arrogant ass he seemed— Side-cocked, smiling With shadowy dimples pointing Down on me. Keep grinning and you’ll see The day I pound Harpoons into your smug hide And pull you down! I’ll cage you in [...]
Original Poem for Thursday, April 14, 2011
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Joe by Jordan Roquemore I clearly remember The time I saw The man who fishes For no fish at all. But casts an empty hook, Aiming carefully from the mud, Into the inch-deep heart Of an after-storm puddle. I sometimes wonder What others would say, At the absurd wisdom He gave me that day. [...]
Original Poem for Friday, April 23, 2010
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Self-Segregation by Jordan Roquemore Had I for simple self-mercy lay Down a life of hidden disarray, Further from myself I might just stray Until fulfillment come. While toiling to live, not for any less, Weighed down with comforting stress, Pieces of life in a shrouded mess, I find myself hollow. Learn to be satisfied with [...]
