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I Knew You Did It by CDM I knew you did it, but I don't know when. I was stricken like a wounded birdofprey. Like slow chemistry that takes t..

Untitled #4 Memory is my muse. It treats me fine and dandy! It says you are a sweet candy. A piece about now I could use. Memory is my muse. Wha..

Memory

Untitled #2 By Charles D. Moorer The distance could not be farther No synaptic connection I am gone. You are here and so am I. Ido not care if..

Untitled #1 By Charles D. Moorer I remember moonlight bathing our bodies. Your n*****s like a second set of eyes questioned me. Would I stay? I..

The Surety of Concrete B y James Rodney Moorer There were no apple trees, poplar or birch to line the path along the way. No lilac scented br..

Love Song Br James Rodney Moorer In the wee dark hours of the morning, I sing my love song to you unfettered by daylight cares. It is pure, d..

One Dead Soldier By James Rodney Moorer “Ashes to Ashes Dust to Dust This one’s dead Ceremony’s done Let’s get on ..

Tulip or Turnip A Poem by James Rodney Moorer Making the breakfast I am asked, Can we go somewhere fun? Lately it has been like this for us, ..

Indian Summer A Poem by James Rodney Moorer I see an old propeller plane flying overhead and I wonder what it must have been like back in the..