Poetry

Little Dave “Argue” 1997

a creative madness soaks my conscience pulsing emotion wets me up i panic with the breaking of the news i unsuccessfully reach back in time...

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To Kiss a Married Man

it would be because he was a player a rake, and we both knew we were shooting hell blinded by the way night rolls he would take his jacket...

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The Artist

This entry is part 13 of 13 in the series: Better with Erin Righetti You say you don’t know how you feel How admirable your resolve...

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An Abyss

The blood in my veins holds him like that last drop of wine you will never taste again. … For his illness seeped into an abyss that I...

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Paz the Sister

Paz the sister the walking sun – the blister strong cracked wheat, carol singing peasants with calloused feet. Bring on faith without...

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Listening Tears

Do you hear me? He asked. Repeat what I just said. No no no you have got it wrong What the fuck is wrong with your head? This isn’t...

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Fools

Poem from the upcoming release, “Broken People”  ©Lisa Hagan Books, 2016 It bothered him I had secrets he knew about, and...

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Grief

It grabs you won’t let go sits on your heart and waits to erupt in an unseemly untimely manner for you to stammer in words that lack...

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First Try

Vague, repetitious, harrowing flashbacks – And wondering if it’ll ever happen again. Why not? If it did before and then again,...

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White Knucklin’ it.

Straight stiff upper lippin’ it. No tears allowed—stay proud no matter how loud the noise in your head becomes. No money?...

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High School Teen Age Dreams

So, it’s 1992 and I was thinking about you as I lined the last of my lid – put my hoop earrings on, shouldered the Jansport...

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Drip Down

Come closer and remember the time (in bizarre supplication) I kneeled naked in the shower. Water steaming around me loudly Water rushing...

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All I Ever Wanted

All I ever wanted turned into something I never knew. Blood colored manacles on my wrists, the reflection of that wish....

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The Day is Worried

The day is worried about me. Reaching out in fingered waves to hold me steady But it’s no use I’ll not be walking through her garden of...

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On My Mind

I feel like a bullet- I could rip through you … with no memory of how I killed you. Skip through your skin like pins so thin- because...

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Jealousy

I have been around enough jealousy to feel the murky scent of the green vibe wafting through a room masked in a scented musk to attract all...

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Life + Art

Life + Art When you have a burning desire to change the course of any art form expressed the simple fundamental aspects of life become so...

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Pigeon Hole

Why do people need to pigeonhole you? you are only one way in their eyes instead of all the ways you are… complex with no lies living...

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Freedom

I’m sorry if I don’t conform to your world if I don’t play the game by your rules if I say that the wind is much more than the result...

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House Keys

That first day I didn’t like your voice and I wanted you replaced. I didn’t like your jacket and I didn’t want you in the...

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Sorrow

Sorrow led her parade and it was shrouded by heavy curtains that sat on her shoulders and they drooped a little as to not bring attention...

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Your Bed

Forever and a day is what I once will have it said that/if I can make your bed I can be led to see the world through your eyes and not die...

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Silver

I sit atop this ornate stand my shine and luster polluted by cloth and intrusive hand As the layer thickens each time a reminder whispers,...

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I Am Your Mother

I’m your mother, but no I’m not listening. You’re talking in the backseat of the car. I hear you, barely. I’m your...

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Mexico

i searched for in Mexico hoping to see Your face – so many people resembled You i felt your spirit in this foreign place. i hunted...

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Towering Trees

those towers were trees they were strong in the breeze and they were in my backyard. those towers were mine they made me feel fine when I...

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