Honestly, Abe
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Theme for PoetryA Poem by Honestly, AbeFingers like a windstormFlog across the surfaceOf poetry at workMagnifying (to question I guess)How and whyWould we ever put aComma here .. |
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OdysseusA Poem by Honestly, AbeHe is the wanderer the youThe I - the eyeHe burns - turns toNobody we sink into lifeLike the sad sag of a couchUntil he calls outAnd we (finall.. |
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IndigoA Poem by Honestly, AbeThe poet’s pen burstsTucking sky into the darkestIndigo she’s ever seen andShe’s never been more captivatedMore spell-Bound th.. |
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A Single Poet TreasuredA Poem by Honestly, AbeA single poetTreasured-You could say like the galleonDepicting (our) fireIn a young boy’s palmOr (in extinguishing the matterand perhaps)Overloo.. |
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Oranges and Worth WordsA Poem by Honestly, AbeI felt so bright againstThe gray of December-Though I was alone and soNobody could (without a distant eye)Have noticed(Though what could words possibl.. |
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BalletA Poem by Honestly, AbeShe’s got on these tightCan’t-breathe-deeply-enoughTights andHe doesn’t quite knowBallet or what color that isAurora pink pli&ea.. |
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Torch SongA Poem by Honestly, AbePaper- backs crackleWhen they burnTwist turn- tangoFolding inwardsInto ashInto gaping soulsEscaping fleshTo start fresh coalsBrushing gray m.. |
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HadesA Poem by Honestly, AbeAshes from the cigaretteLeap from his dragAnd litter the cementSmoldering grayThe color of the blanketed skyAnd when the rain fallsLike glittering gla.. |
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Do The Right ThingA Story by Honestly, Abe“Oh, my god! Is that a new tattoo?” Alexandra asked. She made my stomach lurch. Next to us, Benjami.. |
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A Claus Kind Of Farewell to DecemberA Poem by Honestly, AbeThe end of 2010. |
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