Changes in the Sky….Foreboding
It’s snowing in the nearby hills, a symptom of our earthly ills, and hail just unleashed a thunderous wrath, our
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Author: Tony DeLorger
In the False Name of Love
With trepidation I walk the paths of invitation, coaxed by those who need, perhaps to feed, and I the prey
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One Step from Disaster
One step from disaster, one moment of clarity passed, one realization there is no going back, one crystal clear empty
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Upon the Briny Sea
The lapping against the bow is like a watery metronome, slapping, resounding as time dictates the swell, and gulls up
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Summer, When I was a Lad
The bush, my wonderland, filled with creatures and worlds to explore, creeks and tadpoles, lizards and snakes all abide this
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Staring Down Eternity
If I could just stare down eternity, and with certainty grasp the plan, what a soul earns in time and
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As the World Drowns in Debt
The truth trickles for the human collective like a viscous syrup, ever so slowly dripping into the mainstream of common
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Tis Not the Muse at All
It is not a muse that leaves us, abandons us when words cease to rise, it is our connection with
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Those Eternal Eyes
The eyes of the eternal stare relentlessly into my soul, as if I am tissue paper, a diaphanous mold without
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Clarity, Disclosure and Being Honest
Far less of a burden the clarity of disclosure, able to relent on the fears that preclude us from being
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That Rear Vision Mirror
Forever in the rear mirror, in eloquent whispering to remind, the past draws our consciousness to reminisce, to remember in
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Realizing Potential
Innately carried within each human soul, the potential of the divine, a seed of extraordinary possibility, and in acknowledging it
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I Guess I’ll Have to Wait
Dull this winter lament, this hibernation, world seen through window panes, and the chill attests the receding into warmer states
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My Thoughts Blessed By Yours
What muse abides me, sits quietly advising this silent process, this cerebral rotation of gleaned truths, and how is it
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Stumble, Crumble, Ride, Cry, Abide
I ask why and stumble, I ask why me and crumble, I contend and let anger ride, or I accept
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Pursuing Empty Dreams
Each stepping stone to want is a distraction, a temporary malaise quashed, and they come and go, never really giving
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Upholding the Fantasy Truths
Fluent the guise of confidence, upholding the delusion of worth held in desperate stance, the truth so sharp, so jaded,
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The Hands of Providence
In the hands of providence or the dull blade of shifting winds, judgement s are made by those with whom
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Burdens and Freedom
In flight thoughts despaired find favor in freedom’s release, and no weighted burden can hold down the will to speak,
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The Entrapment of Truth
Truth cannot dispel the ruse of belief, when minds so immovable cannot reap outside those parameters, held so deeply with
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Our Earthly Plight
It’s always been this way, life so complex has its ways, and within all life one can recognize the hand
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Where Truth Has Always Been
The temple of my inner self is quenched for all that in hope is felt, and sustained I am by
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The Whisper in My Dream
The whisper comes unexpectedly, like a soft breath on the arch of my neck, and in afferent surrender the words
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