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Poem: What Was Once Big Became Bigger

When I was young
Confined to the playgrounds of youth
The world seemed so large
Full of wide wonder
As I grew older
With the opportunity to explore
Instead of growing smaller
The world now at my fingertips
Continued to grow with my curiosity

Poem: Walking Down an Old Pier Still Changing

Walking down the old pier at sunset
In the shadows of twilight I see
Ghosts sitting at the waters edge
Toes dipped into water cool for May
The heat of summer still months off
Still they linger with toes going numb
Talking and laughing over cups of coffee
Hoping the caffeine will keep them going
Until the earth eclipses the moon

Poem: The Situation as it Stands

Two packets of sugar sit between us
Coffee gone cold like the conversation
Neither raising what we need to discuss
Each being held back by reservation
This an unfamiliar hesitation
When we loved each other we loved freely

Poem: A Masochistic Love Letter to a Reluctant Sadist

The whip licks at my back
Like the tongue of an angry lover
Leaving her blood red kisses
In luscious lines down my spine
Exquisite excitement entangled
With excruciating agony teasing
Further aggression in your anger
At my apathy lacking anguish

Poem: This Magic Moment

This Magic Moment by The Drifters is playing
On the beat up jukebox in the corner
That still takes quarters and plays records
“This magic moment so different and new”
Crones out Ben E. King to bored listeners
In a place that hasn’t seen magic in years