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arcing toward
a dark heaven
a futile ******
earth still
binds
me
but
not
my


death by flying too
close to Mars
warrior that
he is

he sent his arrows
which lanced my
♡ with such
longing it
could not
be controlled
anymore
than a
bird
is
bound
by
the
air

and, so, the tears in
night's fabric
are sewn
by





Catherine Jarvis
(C) 12/24/2019
Though i usually write in rhyme, I felt lead to write this piece. I wrote the title first & the rest sort of evolved.
 Dec 2019 Jim Davis
Traveler
....all you ever do is watch politics,
play guitar and write poetry....

...what did you use the Charge Card for this ti'me...,,,....,,,,...
....we just can't afford to take care of everybody....

Really!...another bottle...
                                 ......ya I expected such from you...
Tim

Isn't love great?
 Dec 2019 Jim Davis
Traveler
I'm truly not trying to boast
Of my enormous greed
I have all that a human being
Could ever possibly need
No cancer, no dooms day disease
I've a heart of gold
So why do I grieve?

Everywhere I look I see sad eyes
Cutting strait through to my core
So many never make it this far
Did you lose, were you torn?

Her sad eyes were in my care
And then she died...
Now everyone's sadness
Eat's me alive
..................................................
Traveler Tim
 Dec 2019 Jim Davis
Fearless
Tortillas and a little cheese
can I have some meat too please?
some have pork and some have fish
tacos are a favorite dish
guacamole and some chips
lots of little spicy dips
margaritas if you dare
some so big you have to share
it's Tuesday so it's taco time
and that is why I made this rhyme
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