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So It Goes

So it Goes…

The time will come when my memories of us is bittersweet
When you used to sweep me off my feet
I can still hear our laughter and all the years we tried to get through the rain… 105 more words


To Daffodils

Fair Daffodils, we weep to see

You haste away so soon:

As yet the early-rising sun

Has not attain’d his noon.

Stay, stay,

Until the hasting day… 75 more words


bribes for shaking shoulders

Yours Truly,

I didn’t mean for this to rattle the windows of the world.
It was like I am an Earth,
my solid nickel core burning stony impenetrable… 196 more words

Old Poetry

texas (7-15-12)

the gulf can be smelled before she is seen:
the air stews with rebuke in her rank fish, strapping oil and machinery,
beckoning to her daughters, wheeled heiresses on the roadways… 148 more words

Old Poetry

back to old poetry


wake up, same thing, everyday

don’t want to think,

about the words you’ve said,

i can’t begin to imagine,

how much this must hurt… 177 more words

Andrew Lavis

another old one


I don’t know
when i’m coming home

i don’t know if it’s sumer of spring

i dont when the time falls through the roof… 116 more words

Andrew Lavis

Golden Sunrise

Golden sunrise

Silver sunset

One reminds me of things I have done,

The other excites me for what’s to come.

Pools of liquid riches flood the sky… 146 more words