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Lessons for the Seasons
A Poem by
Heath Muchena
Exercise your right of free associationBut anticipate resistance, for without it, there can be no mission And if you value ownership, then pursue a s..
Carry on, confidently
A Poem by
Heath Muchena
What more does a man stand to loseIf he’s already lost his confidence? Many men don’t succeed because they don’t think they canAnd ..
To Paint A Saint ii
A Poem by
Heath Muchena
love me from a distance she would and said she’d always be my fan even though she never liked the things she read and would forbear to should..
exhibition rotunda
A Poem by
Heath Muchena
her expressions were telic it was clear what she wanted still, there was an element of mystery in her show of interest somewhat psychedelic the b..
sun-spangled Sunday
A Poem by
Heath Muchena
our fiery chemistry we can’t quite comprehend feels like living in times before Lavoisier we’re grateful for the warmth but clueless o..
Lace in the Breeze ii
A Poem by
Heath Muchena
that’s how it feels richly textured and lush as pastures of the imagination clear as the dawn that sweeps mist off the face of day light as ..
Terrace Treat
A Poem by
Heath Muchena
Late night Rooftop open fireplace on the terrace Felt so right Marshmallows roasted And all the indulgences To help expedite… No shame or..
Lily, My Love!
A Poem by
Heath Muchena
together " taking on the sweet challenges of ethical pursuits though far from idealists we still take into consideration our roots my..
Care Contract ii
A Poem by
Heath Muchena
a stranger sees beauty which familiarity often leaves undiscovered. but living in such a big city, it made no sense that I should deceive myself i..
Uptown Abbey (v)
A Poem by
Heath Muchena
dreamt I was in something akin to the Sumerian temple-bordello and therein she was… with features of an angel so I was resolved that I would ..
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