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decision

to make it public

one night only possible

on the fours

three times a month

everyone invited

no one excluded

open minds discover truth

nothing concluded

too many lines on the page

thoughts expanding

off the meter with these

random ones streaming

as a river with

one more line

nothing concluded

a series years in the making

unending the serial

poet rests here

beside the point

thoughts filling books

while others do what they do

or don't

try to understand

the knots

under the brown hat

not so much in fear

anticipating danger

rather in awe

anticipating change

just a part of a whole

lot more thought

spread out over the years

nothing concluded

a mantra of sorts...

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back to life

nothing concluded

everything confusing

until truth we find

ourselves alone at times

staring at nothing

taking it all in

stride we take it

faster and faster

the old lady was right

we have got to stick

together fight the common

enemy those who chose

to hide the truth

from the deserving public

sounds in the distance

some recognizable

some strange

the dog's breathing

sometimes sounds forced

as if the truth

could be should be

first and foremost

of the time

last on the list

back to reality

where someone

should explain

nothing concluded

on two Popsicle sticks

the dead bird

my bro and I found

back yard buried

memorial

nothing concluded

someone will understand

actual comprehension

will only arrive

roundabout

beside the point

nothing concluded

just thoughts filling books

while others well

what do they do

with time he would be wasting

if he wasn't inspired

to move the pen

sings a song

if you listen long enough

you will hear something

no one else does this

watching the reflection

of the flame in my glasses

half full still the optimist

always dreamed of something

partially remembered

then slowly forgotten

completely

like 79 years

nothing concluded...

stand in front of

stand in front of 
not above

peace like a dove

all we need is love

lead us from the dark

with a spark 
silent like night at the park

no journey to embark

on now the stationary plow

through thick thought somehow

sit down in the rain like a cow

stand in front of 
just like you

peace like a dove 
we see right through...

smoky gray lines

under smoky light

swinging back and forth

between what's real and what's

his imagination creation

under smoky light straining

his eyes to read his own thoughts

where are they now

asking over and over

until someone sees what's written

between gray lines...

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are we still

supposed to be terrified

afraid to question

all we are told

because of the date

day for the patriot they say

but no true

patriot could miss

the actual true source

of the terror upon us

we are not the ones

truly hated it is our leaders

who put us all

in harms way

to complete their goals

and truth

we may never know

unless we dig deep and look

into every conflict

see who benefits

they may be pulling the strings

making everyone dance

to their violent tune

one of conquest

like days of old

the environment

said to be toxic

filled with bombs and death

when will sanity

be brought back

to life nothing concluded

everything confusing

until the truth we find

and then it might make

more sense

years of secrecy

need to end

land of the free

it's what we deserve

home of the brave

enough to question

what is done in our name

with our tax dollars

hard at work making death

nothing concluded...

moonshine

watching as eyes
start to slowly close
even in this sleep
keeping an eye on the glow
cool night air
sleep before eyes
doesn't stop the look to the sky
moon shining it's own light
reflecting in these eyes
staring in the right direction...

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a chill in

tonight's air

sweatshirt

hair wet

cold

made contact

with brother

and sister tonight

felt it necessary

up later

an ash slowly

burning the leg

thought he had

sirens go all night long

hospital and fire station

within walking distance

good to know still

nothing concluded

good to know just the same

just in case

enjoying the silence

just thought to mention

to drive that point home

a bit clear the air

remove any doubt

nothing concluded

not negative

just ongoing

five or six lines

depending on the mood

at times lonely at night

the whole world sleeps

and this mind won't stop

end to the day few minutes

turned to two hours eyes shut...

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how many times
has it begun
in a different year
serial poet same point
nothing concluded

again measuring space
by five or six
at the most if the phone
continues to ring
will someone answer

he sits on the porch
third porch he's known
one with years of comfort
built into the knotty pine walls
so far so good so long

as long as he gets up
each morning
even working for someone else
isn't that bad some days
worse than others

won't understand
nothing concluded
a continuum where no thing
is excluded and everything
imaginable mentioned

until exhaled
mind wise and by the pen
in hand ready
to retire for the day at least
not as late

as it once was
when always alone
putting down this
thought not long ago
before the end

was begun and operation
dropped everything was
one the mind
though true destination
was unknown

the thought remained
until fully diminished
nothing concluded
not late on time or early
five lines or six I forget

can't kick the habit
another load
to drag behind me as I go
head high
nothing concluded...

burns away

watching as the day burns
away until night time and bright
eyes look into his own
possibly not even realizing
the strength until recently
the bond tight as the rope
we all walk daily as a part of the
life long balancing act
sometimes all the thoughts
studder step
their way through the pen
and onto the written page

watching as the day
burns away waiting until
comfort wraps around him
like a blanket in the summer
because the fan cools everything
down under comfort's arms
holding hands as he falls asleep...