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wordvango Jul 2020
Been a while I heard from you
Dear friend from childhood,
I've been wondering where you were
Did we grow apart?
Or just
Mature.

It brought back glowing memories
Seeing your name again,
I thought the world
That we knew
Had just evolved,
Or been
Blown apart.

And there you were again,
A voice that had been put to rest
Almost a ghost a spectre gone,
Only a memory to think back upon,
When that golden day haze
Covers my eyes
It brings
A tear
To my eyes.

How changed the world can become
In days or months or years,
We tend to fabricate the past again,
Only on the bleakest nights.
Yet, here, you are again.
And the  sun is bright.
How did you
Know,
I needed that?
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wordvango Jul 2020
the solemness
Of lonely gratitude
Cooled long on heights of
Informal platitudes,
Songs sung lazy days
Sights seen pleasures
Rendered, ever grown
Like sprouting tenders,
Concerts won and splendors
Tasted, no one sweeter,
Than the present.
Beyond the lights sensed with
Open eyes taste buds wet
Glistening in starlights
After mint, like
Tendrils from the brown dirt
Reach always up beyond above.
The milk is heaven of the
Graciousness I feel
As the leaves blow
The waves
Make beats
Upon my shore
And birds tweet
And my worries
Sleep.
A mountain head my bed
A cloud my pillow, a sureness
That all is well.
wordvango Jul 2020
A photo now
Hung on the wall
When
She for so long
Was my love and
Companion
She adopted me
Way back when
I showed up here alone
And so she followed
To be the smile I returned
To every day.
We were both orphans,
There was nobody to confide in
Or to care for and so destiny
Intervened,
Making a pair out of two
Lost souls.
Someone said without a family
You're nobody. I think
It might have been me.
She was my family.
She made me whole with her
Howling at sirens and her eyes
How they shone
Looking up at me,  missy taught me to love and I did.
She loved perfectly.
I believe it was destined. Her
Love was unconditional.
She gently gave me signs it was time for her to go.
And peacefully as she slept
She left.
As hard as I loved her, it is harder to lose her.
Now, she is on my wall
Looking down.
And in my heart, forever.
I'll always love you,
My Missy.
wordvango Jun 2020
A few years ago something like
New ways were birthed
A long way has come since then
Emerged from the embers and rust and you, my mighty warrior friend who stayed with me to
The end
I remember forever
My companion again
You, who sang in the beginning
Whose tune played in the dark
A song never ending.
Flight like the birds do in
Cohesion, a fish swarm
In the ocean drops of tears from
The heavens a cold front over hills and there, in all the surroundings, you waited
For me to catch up.
I'm here now and forever.
My heart beats to your chord
Eyes see what is real but
The mind sees what it wants.
When rhythms meet like waves on the ocean a heart beats on the shore. Your song,
Now my ambition, your touch
On the strings my desire.
And it all seems like it
Was conditioned a play wrote
In two parts. But
I see only renditions of majesty
And the dream.
wordvango Jun 2020
Automachined
Roomba-ed
Telemetried on me
I've got flying machines
In my dreams
5g
Amazon prime oiled up
Mastercards
Smart phones that tell me
49% my battery
Has been used shopping online
At Walmart
Got a new habit
I think
Cept this drug dealer
Arrives in a big brown truck
UPS on the side
Keeping me in the latest connected
Device, alone,  tracking a
Number like
100762843
Awaiting the knock on the door
For my refill of nougats
Of 3d printing dots
So I can
Finish my
*****
With haptic
Vibrations
And siri impressions
Of ******* joy
wordvango Jun 2020
If
Memory serves
About the last three plus  years severance
Cloaking dull wit against reverence
Albeit, without reference
Almost an experiment
In abstract humanistic celibacy  
In society gone ******* bat crazy
Red ***** splayed out for display
Engorged balloons in faces
As a zoo
Wings fallen like dead Angel's
Grounds covered with carcasses
Colors of matter like
Orange splattered unfeeling faces
Tongues lying wrong sentences
Posed like the throng knows
Right or wrong,
Truth from fiction,
A story from the made up
Believe what you will,  
Lies become the norm
And there I stand
Out on that limb,
Ten stories up,
About to fall again?

Or jump?
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