Patience

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PATIENCE

He kept waiting for her to miss him. It has been a long wait.

Life without her has been free of  unconditional love, he had blown it.

Coming to him on her own would free his heart.

He waits; for him this was the only way to feel whole again.

PR

1/17/15

Museum

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MUSEUM

the hallowed halls of knowledge

on generations of ancestors

bridging the gap between centuries

houses esthetics that nourishes the soul

preserver of documented human activity in time

a retreat where the mind can escape to another era

where one can put one’s self into sceneries

and let the imagination roam

PR

8/21/2014

#16

Photo is a night shot of the Brooklyn Museum, in the foreground is the entrance to the Brooklyn Botanic Garden

Reflections

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REFLECTIONS

the passion felt then would never be equaled

love abandoned in the throes of adolescence  in his quest for more would later haunt

because there was no more

life’s full circle revealed a penitent heart in deep yearning

holding fast to faith that recompense will reverse his immaturely chosen course

PR

7/17/2014

#15

PASSION

 

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PASSION

she takes his breath away

on becoming unglued

his jaw would involuntarily drop ever so slightly in his gasp for more air

this was accompanied by a gaze that lingered..

when jarred back to reality he’d flash a quick smile

while pulling himself together

with a clearing of his throat

PR

7/07/2014

#14

ON THE ROCKS

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ON THE ROCKS 

tortured soul floundering

poor choices made in her attempt to silence

the upheaval in her mind

this the start of nothing good

no hand could restrain

no voice could dissuade

multiple attempts at being dearly departed

her cries for help in a lament

she did not recognize as her own

PR

7/07/2014

#13

Rustle

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RUSTLE

Rooted in deep sadness he shut his heart down

vowing never again!

He was unwilling to move forward.

Over time he’d been successful with resisting the headiness

of passion and its at times inner turmoil.

Then she came along.

As she crept into his heart he felt

a soft rustle.

PR

6/18/2014

#12

POET

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POET

A gifted poet, he was every inch the artist.

At age fourteen he was lauded for his first poem.

Alexander’s temperament did not always serve

him well. He was quarrelsome and

uneasy from deep within. His lineage was abrupt

and well ensconced in the unknown

and this bothered him deeply.

PR

5/30/2014

#10