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Cody Smith Jan 5
Being myself means freeing me too
It's easy to say but harder to do
When I'm all I own I'm on my own
The climate is cold when I'm all alone
The harder the path the more I'll have known
The longer the trek the more I'll have grown
Cody Smith Jan 4
Love's like doves in flight
It soars above and ***** on
everything in sight
First attempt at a haiku. From what I understand the last line is suppose to be something like a twist, or a contradiction. Mine makes that turn at the end of the second line so I don't think I got it. If you understand haikus better than me I would appreciate some advice/feedback.
Cody Smith Jan 1
Be still my beating heart, I'm just a bleeding heart
An old romantic with a frantic heart pace
When my thoughts run they start chase after you
And my heart races

Beats as rushed as whispers hushed
So shush those lips for when we kiss
I feel a hummingbirds heart has it simpler than this
  Dec 2019 Cody Smith
SJG
Run the blood bath until it overfills or goes cold.
Cancel further obligations. Take the night off.
Be a little too precise in your thinking
To be talking for strangers in the bar booth.
Take back the night, watch it tail off.

I was married to a woman, I think.
Her hair was golden and her dress was a long white bedsheet.

Watch the artists overdo their cinema,
Wrestle their grand assertions about love.
Watch the artists apologise on behalf of their franchise cinema.
Fill the bath until the night tails off.

I was married to a woman I met in my dreams.
Her hair was golden, and her heart was as tough
As a spider’s web or a solid ounce of stone.

You take lovers upon lovers upon lovers
Who start asking for gold.
I never expected a penny for anything I wrote.
You take lovers upon lovers upon lovers
To find yourself surrounded by ghosts.
I never expect to reach a soul with anything I wrote.

But I’m a poet, love, simply because I am.
I’m a poet born in love.
I’m a poet, love, simply because I am.
I’m the poet of love.

Baby, let’s get married while we’re still young and free.
I’ll take motorcycle classes,
And you can leave this hick town for another with me.

You take lovers on lovers on lovers
Who keep asking for gold.
I never expected a penny for anything I wrote.
You take lovers on lovers on lovers
To find them as ghosts.
I never expect to reach a soul with anything I wrote.

But I’m the poet of love, love,
Simply because I am.
I’m the loving poet of love, love.
I’m the poet of love, love,
Because I say I am.
I’m the loving poet in love, love.

I’m the poet of love, love;
Dig a wider grave with me.
I’m the poet in love, love;
Dig and jump in, it’s free.

Let’s walk into the dark, love.
God, I’m ready
To walk into the dark, love.
Let’s walk into the dark, love.
God knows I’m ready,
To walk into the great dark, love.
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