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Love me
with music of the sea
screaming seagules
push ships swimming
lazily  
enjoy me
in Bach's crazy rhythm
with fluttering waves
come
in my immutability
 Feb 2020 Chuck Kean
Acme
We are poets. We are emotional to extremes.
      We love more and hate more and suffer most
      of all.  We feel everyone's pain and write it
      in our blood for you. You're welcome.
 Feb 2020 Chuck Kean
Cathy
You’ve found yourself in a lonely place
With nothing left to lose but face
That you try to save but fail
To see the never ending trail
Of destruction from your hate
At an exponential rate
Trust has fallen, love is lost
You didn’t think what it would cost
You at the start when you began
And now I wonder if you can
Ever find a way to heal
The hurt that all but you can feel
 Feb 2020 Chuck Kean
Acme
Old Poet
 Feb 2020 Chuck Kean
Acme
I'm an old poet with a young heart
pleading for an honest appraisal.
Is my poetry worth the time to read?
Do I matter now? Did I ever?
That is the bigger question.
I know the answer. Nothing lasts.
Shakespeare and Yeats and God will
someday be lost to time's cruelty.
 Feb 2020 Chuck Kean
Acme
Poet.
 Feb 2020 Chuck Kean
Acme
As soon as I stopped caring about
impressing readers my poetry was
all about writing for me and it was
as it should always be. Poet.
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