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I search for resilience on the cold dark street hours before dawn shivering in silent prayer contemplating decades of sorrow…
A writer in search of the right word combinations to capture beauty and truth. The trail of beauty he is following begins with King David watching a woman bathe across a rooftop and then fasting for a dying child, then to Walt Whitman making poetic long lines with Emersonian ideas while saluting prostitutes, then to Paul Verlaine shooting the young Arthur Rimbaud who flees poetry to run guns in Africa, somewhere beauty's face becomes more appealing in Emily Dickinson's bedroom than any other place until T. S. Eliot achieves perfection with Prufrock and then Allen Ginsberg Howls in conformist America while Jack Kerouac drinks in a lonely spiritual sadness, all before the advent of the beautiful gypsy Bob Dylan singing with the voice of righteous indignation. The elusive trail of beauty and truth must be followed if never satisfactorily found.)
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There are hidden trap doors, rug-covered holes in treacherous floors of deception.…
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I'm not that far from where you exist. I want to meet…
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Let us passionately saunter the sunlit avenues strewn with cheerful flowers free of burdensome concerns. No longer will unhappiness or unkind suspicions…
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I thought your love was offering protection, that you were an emotional haven from the chilling rains of false claims…
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Every day I search for the hidden beauty within, the fallen autumn-leaf poetry floating down the cold city street…
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I've glimpsed the moon in pale desperation at midnight. I've seen sacred prostitutes…
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The deafening silence of not hearing her voice Is like an open grave on a breezeless day,…
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Lovely friend, What can I say to you now That wasn’t said When we sat together…
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I have to learn to bless and not to curse, to cheerfully share and not begrudge, to be open to beauty and not confine anything as unworthy and profane,…
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We live this life almost every day like an overplayed song stuck in repeat.…
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I'm so painfully strained as I try to resist dialing your phone or pronouncing your name.…
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These are days of ceaseless corruption like a raging river pulling under a defenseless swimmer, we're drowning in the schemes of the greedy, we're flailing in unabating streams…
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By Uriah Lee Hamilton Softly singing on the cold moonlit avenue,…
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I've wandered through life like a lonely vagabond searching for some concept of pure beauty, a soul to believe in.…
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