No, these aren't randomly created poems (that is another page). This is a random grab from a selection of poems, mostly by myself, but with some inclusions from other folks: friends who write; friends who used to write; writers who are obscure-but-meaningful-to-me; famous writers. One advantage of this format is that, when there are variations of a poem that I haven't settled upon, I can include them all and let people give me feedback as to what they think.
At night
I feel "at peace"...
as if i held you.
Last night
I took a long, late stroll,
like I used to do
That night
it felt just like years ago,
when I had you.
Dark night
concealed me while watching
your old house make
our ghosts come true.
Pain night:
...to wake without you there -
run to the window
and see the moon...
The streets are calling my name
-as I get my coast- in
your voice; I search for you.
-- (92, printed in _Pathways_)
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