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 Dec 2013 Jeremy Duff
Morgan
I have songs on my phone
that remind me of my father
I listen to them on the longest rides home
in December,
They keep me warm
when my car is ready
To surrender
To the winter
And I have songs on mixed CD's
that remind me of my ex boyfriend
I listen to them on the
way to class at nine in the morning
They tell me that I'm worthy
of love, even if Love wanders
There are songs on the radio
that have woken me up
five days out of the week
for four years straight
and songs that have cradled me to sleep,
just the same

I don't need you to sing into my voice mail
or string together notes that sound
like my hands feel
But
If you sit beside me long enough,
I'll hear your laugh in
a Bright Eyes song at
Seven in the morning
Just when I feel like
I can hardly go on
You'll surface beneath my chest
And sing into my lungs
Until I catch my breath...
*If you sit beside me long enough
 Dec 2013 Jeremy Duff
EP Mason
I need you
to calm me down
and just so you know
I have asked my teacher for two essay extensions
and it has taken me three days to write 1000 words
simply because
you are the only thing I can think about right now
and I keep wondering what you're doing
© Erin Mason 2013
(not quite a poem but I needed an outlet)
How about
we explore
and expose
the underbelly
of our drunken tongues

I want to fall in love
with your ugly
and
forget why
once morning has begun
 Dec 2013 Jeremy Duff
EP Mason
Thank you for hiding me in your bounded wool
you are the one thing I feel pretty in
black is a forgiving colour
and I like to be hidden sometimes

The nice thing about winter is
there's no need for exposed flesh
and as much as I love you, summer
I do dread having to set free my ridiculous body
and these pale scars of mine
© Erin Mason 2013
 Dec 2013 Jeremy Duff
Robin
I wish I could write a poem
that explains everything
and anything
but it wouldnt make any sense

plus
it would take all the fun out of it,
wouldnt it,
so ill keep you guessing
and ill keep myself wondering
and ill continue to struggle
to write the words
and live the stories
with that small second guessing
in the back of my mind.
 Dec 2013 Jeremy Duff
EP Mason
Today I ventured out of the house
for the first time in seven days
there were cuts on my feet as I broke in new shoes
and the wind blew my hair out of place

Christmas lights still danced in the Sunday sky
I was but a watcher of the crowds passing by
until I saw you
no
heard you
and your gentle guitar
you played Simon and Garfunkel (whom I love)
on that gentle guitar

I sat and watched you
for a minute or two
and you caught glimpses of me
and I was writing about you
you had auburn hair and a dazzling smile
and your voice made the December winds seem worthwhile

As I was writing, the song fell away
and you packed up your things and left
and I regret that I forgot to say
how much I loved the song you sang
and your auburn hair and smile
and how you made the harsh December winds seem so worthwhile
© Erin Mason 2013
Father Time stood undefeated.
Bonds came close, but Barry Cheated.
Roger Clemens had a career for the ages
but oft fell prey to roid based rages.
Mariano Rivera was a more worthy foe
No pharmacological freak was Mo.
He threw one pitch, his control well learned,
and he chose to leave on his own terms.
I stood up and joined the cheers
the day Rivera last appeared
and, though I wept to see him go,
Time would never lay him low.
Mo Struck out Time, he had it cooking
A called third strike that left Time looking
like Beltran caught in the bright lights
good morning, good Evening and Good NIGHT!
Actually Mo Rivera's last batter popped out to second and was the second out of the top of the ninth at Yankee stadium when Andy Pettite and Derek Jeter were sent out to remove him from a game that the Yankees lost to the Rays 4-0. this is a metaphorical expression of the fact that Mariano Rivera left the game on his own terms when he still could play at a very high level. Certainly among the greatest Yankees of the modern era.
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