Loneliness and lurking waves [Two Poems]

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Loneliness

All I ever wanted was a meal

And a bed, a roof over my head

(and maybe some wine or beer)

I really didn’t need more.

A good woman would

It’s been nice, I thought later,

To accompany the: beer and bed,

Roof and a little wine you know.

Anyway, I was always fine with a

Small room, apartment: identify:

It was all he really needed; along the

With a pen in hand and some paper;

Paper by my side to write my poetry,

When I was sober enough to type 😮

Maybe alone: ​​now with my new wife,

Wine, beer and, of course, that bed.

And of course: freedom, that thing

We all went to war a long time ago when?

Many times! I’m not sure how many friends

He had to die for it, a long time ago.

That’s all I really needed. yes oh yes

Indeed: without a doubt, I have found my

The loneliness of the soul in all this, buried somewhere,

Somewhere in my little corner of solitude.

#1204 12/2/06

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Ode to: Lurking Waves

Here the wind ripples

Did the song from hell play?

The door of the abyss was open

Something trampled on the

Grass…!

One way, one way, I see,

I live like the veins in me;

Evil lurks (sublimely)!

Dedicated to and inspired by Clark A. Smith and George Sterling, after reading many letters. #1099 1/25-06