Warmer than Rain

Am I freed of her

Is that why I smile to myself

In my morning shower

Now she is with another

Am I free

To love her more than ever

No more my lovers keeper

Can such freedom

Let me weep of our memories

Cry tears of joy

For those sunshine summers

Where we held hands

Is this free, I sure feel free

To go and sing

Of the whole worlds beauty

Did I hear a whisper

Of the word delirium

It is true, I once was her mister

Closer ever than brother and sister

We kissed; she will be missed

As I smile, on loves lost flower

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The Curved Ball of an Artists Model
Love Encouraged By the Breakout
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Gift

I have the taste for saddened verse

News of love lain once immersed

Words came to say, of this day

All the rain with tears may play

He told of she, but she not he

She though was pleased

At where he be, he

Did not see it quite so well

Truth to tell he went though hell

He'd caught the swell

Of foolish pride; she decided

No more, and that was that

Back to the fedora hat

Perm blown hair

Back to the flair 

That suited his youth

Struth

He was nearer death than life

She never was his wife

All appearances turned to strife

The knife then turned one last time

Chime of noon, flash of light

Cheering crowd, in beauties sight

She took the ring 

& hugged her new man 

Close and tight

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The Curved Ball of an Artists Model
Love Encouraged By the Breakout
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Thin on whispers

In the time of those few words

Listen hard to what you hear

In the time to stop your heart

Listen hard to those you fear

Hearts that stop

With words that beat

A life that's lost

Of prospects heat

Time that waits

For songs to seek

Such turns that cost

Our souls of speech

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The Curved Ball of an Artists Model
Love Encouraged By the Breakout
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Indemnify; you are past

How much love still lingers

That I smile and the singer

Plays photoshop with my fingers

As on your eyes to bring...

I lie to myself, spy on

The laughter, the joy that wins

My heart and mind

Care to be kind, heavenly resigned

At an untouchable distance

Where I define this love; as that love

Before attempts at rekindling

Singled out faults and restraints

Pains that have turned to play

Feigned on occasion not to stay

Yet way too strong, to go along

With my superficial malignity

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The Curved Ball of an Artists Model
Love Encouraged By the Breakout
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Smoke &

Some people sleep

Some people are alone

Some hold hands

& have their pictures taken 

By friends with mobile phones

These are not deep thoughts

For as he poked fun

Her smile at once turned to stone

These are slight reliefs, & as such

They carry my now familiar drone

This place, a fairly regular keep

The leap of faith peeps

From poetry to surrealist art

A neap tide to set aside 

All ideas of an infinite space

from the collection
The Curved Ball of an Artists Model
Love Encouraged By the Breakout
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