#Americans Lyric poet
God love you Dana my lover lost in the horde on this Friday night, 500 men are moving up
And with great fear I inhabit the… What wrecks of the mind await me,… to dull the senses, what little I… what more can be taken away? The fear of travelling, of the fut…
The scene changes Five hours later and I come into a room where a clock ticks. I find a pillow to
I was young once; and on poverty another palace revolution without… Taking the day the field to wards surrender of material posses…
I sit in Lees. At 11:40 PM with Jimmy the pusher. He teaches me Ju Ju. Hot on the table before us shrimp foo yong, rice and mushroom chow yuke. Up the street under the…
The quality of mercy is not strained It lieth along the center road It falleth from the nude sky as gentle earth rained
Death is an unforgiven That’s what we have in common language an act of sharing words. Coming tears will do it Where there’s smoke
Our age bereft of nobility How can our faces show it? I look for love. My lips stand out dry and cracked with want
The hollow eyes of shock remain Electric sockets burnt out in the skull. The beauty of men never disappears But drives a blue car through the
I have never stopped loving him from the first moment I cast eyes… although they made us rob Brink’s whether up the chimney. he stopped loving me
Not as bad as you are And the next time that I see you I shall be old, a figure Couched from under acquaducts Where you still remain abroad a si…
For I have seen love and his face is choice Heart of H… a flesh of pure fire, fusing from… where all Motion is one. And I have known
A simple poem About love is what I want To write: words Without mystery, but Shoulders touching
And when that music starts there is no time, she takes you ba… over fifteen years, as if yesterda… a song immortalized. Do you know h… I met her once, with my lover: “…
Destiny lies behind our forces and what lives in the soul dies not. It inhabits our dreams as perpetual as light. As the spring grass flowers,