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JohnFeddeler
JohnFeddeler 05 Oct 2012 Tag: misc

A visiting myself

the glass patio door reflects the small world that I live in, and thereby doubles it. when a bird flies by, there are two birds. the tree that stands a few feet away has a twin within. the birds sing their happiness. the trees extend their arms in prayers to the sacred sky. if I...

JohnFeddeler
JohnFeddeler 23 Sep 2012 Tag: misc

A dolceamaro

love begins life is richer, life is fuller world spins in water colors youthful dreams and passion thru the night promises are blinding hearts have taken flight spirits rise and sing a song that's called 'forever' but dwindles to a dirge of broken notes of 'never' doubt appears...

JohnFeddeler
JohnFeddeler 16 Sep 2012 Tag: misc

A star, burning slowly

one night can last a lifetime. an iron memory, forged of passion. she may have arrived like a star descending, burning slowly in that low cut dress, the entrancing fullness of her breasts. a man could put his lips there on that trembling flesh, and never want to remove them for...

JohnFeddeler
JohnFeddeler 14 Sep 2012 Tag: misc

A blues for a lonely night

slow death in a pretty bottle the story of my life, written in spilled whiskey bustin my ass all day for a few bucks so i can blow it all on crow every night in a string of broken down saloons ghosts of foolish dreams hangin on my back whispering love stories that never happened ~ ~...

JohnFeddeler
JohnFeddeler 11 Sep 2012 Tag: misc

A coloring book of war

you will find these instructions in a military manual and also in a children's coloring book: "the hand grenade is thrown like a football" "the hand grenade is not meant to be caught" children must learn these things. our future depends on it. * Ivory Tower Magazine....

JohnFeddeler
JohnFeddeler 07 Sep 2012 Tag: misc

A late for work

she's in 1 of her moods again, nonstop talk about somethin you don't give a damn about, her sister's thinkin about divorcin Fred, he's whorin around again, she considers it every year about this time. it's ok, you're gonna finish your coffee, you gotta go, your shift starts in 20 minutes,...

JohnFeddeler
JohnFeddeler 02 Sep 2012 Tag: misc

A darken your Eyes

darken your eyes... prepare to attack. the night. dragon girl. seductress. choose your lipstick. that lusty red. the red that was stolen. from cherries. accessorize. fire opal pendant. and earrings. that sexy mini. black. leather. harlot's dress. that just barely covers......

JohnFeddeler
JohnFeddeler 16 Aug 2012 Tag: misc

A this is for you

this is for you, because you're there looking at the moon and seeing love songs written upon it. you're trying to find the one that has your name in the title, and it doesn't matter that there are a million other lonely people with the same name, because someone wrote that song for...

JohnFeddeler
JohnFeddeler 15 Jul 2012 Tag: misc

A girl at a train station

it was too hot to sleep. I had to get out of my suffocating apartment. there was no air conditioning, and the fan had decided to retire that morning. I walked thru the dark stillness of the town. the moon appeared briefly from behind thick clouds and then hid again, not wishing to reveal...

JohnFeddeler
JohnFeddeler 14 Jun 2012 Tag: misc

A shadows danced on his face

shadows danced on his face caused by the mortars exploding around him as he clung to the plushness of the jungle floor too frightened to pray or hope or run he thought of his mother at home unaware of the jungle the horror and the mortars were falling closer now the next one would surely...

JohnFeddeler
JohnFeddeler 09 Jun 2012 Tag: misc

A twisted simplicity

the cat had my tongue but gave it back (untangled). i stick to my pens (guns are too limited). i put it in my pipe, the smoke conceals my sorrow. i've never rolled with the punches. somehow, it beat some sense into me. i've been There & i've done That (it wasn't what i expected)...

JohnFeddeler
JohnFeddeler 09 Jun 2012 Tag: misc

A nude

the art of the nude the naked purity the purity of nakedness this is what i hunger for that unencumbered radiance do our hearts flutter? do we die...and live again? what ingenious Hand has designed this walking work of art? the painter the sculptor must gaze upon his nude model...

JohnFeddeler
JohnFeddeler 08 Jun 2012 Tag: misc

A the word inscribed on my heart

if you break down the word 'lonely' you find that it repeats the singular ('l' 'one' 'l') and ends with the mournful 'y' (why) as if it were heartbroken by the sound of its own name

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