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lostpoetfound
Member since October 27, 2019
Member for 6 years, 7 months
Mother
The water
Was getting cold
When you entered
The bathroom,
To see
If I had washed
Correctly.
Bending down
To hook
A loose strand
Of wet hair
In place
Behind my ear
With one hand
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While gently cradling
My cheek
In the other.
Your eyes left
Burning questions
Deep within
That silence
You seem to create
Wherever you went.
As I numbed within
My desperate need
To be loved,
You reached
Into that cold water,
Clouded by my day’s
Abstract play.
Both of us
Left searching
For something
That will never
Be found.
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About Me
Cut my teeth in the Portland poetry scene of the 80's. Heroin and debauchery was my muse for years. Just got out of prison after 15 years. The day I was arrrested, every poem I had ever written was in a backpack that I never saw again. I am on here to find my voice again.
Location: Pacific Nortwest, USA
Gary Snyder
Bukowski
TS Eliot
Ferlinghetti
Whitman
Stafford
Auden
Sylvia Plath
Dylan Thomas
I could go on and on and on.
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