Nevermore

Of course, the raven and use of the word nevermore directly allude to the great Edgar Allan Poe’s poem “The Raven.”   

Why must you cast me as Poe’s raven

perched above your door

whispering, whispering,

Nevermore

Nevermore?

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Your willful disregard

for the feelings

of the bearer of bad news

shows a lack of love

for she who must play a role

she does not choose.

*

Dear Sir, I do not wish to say again

that which I have said before-

all that you desire…

Nevermore

Nevermore.

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For this little bird

is not obliged to stay.

Once more,

choose not to heed her,

and she will fly away.

Forevermore, forevermore

Never again to say,

Nevermore

Nevermore.

Poets and Whores

I was a virgin until I was twenty-four.

How I wish I were a whore-

as I would have been called by the one who reared me.

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Back then I was of the belief

that carnal pleasures would bring me grief-

for I would incur the wrath

of a god created

by a religion

for which I never fully subscribed.

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But I see now.  I see

that we were not meant to be

saints.

Saints belong to heaven.

Earth is for God

and mortals.

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And on earth there must also be

love and kindness and decency-

and all those things that have nothing to do with

doctrine and dogma and institutions

institutes, expectations, traditions,

teams and clubs

all those things

which the good people of this world

value

*

This place

this life

is for those who are brave enough to be free

of the tedious monotony

of fitting in

of bridling the spirit

and crushing the soul.

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Here’s to the poets, the misfits, the lovers, the brave

the fearless who live this life with compassion and God

and know–

when the world becomes as small as the crate you’ll be buried in,

you’re as good as dead.

Dreams and Beasts

Weightless,

dreams,

like warm air,

rise

and hover overhead

until black winged beasts

chase them

into charcoal

skies-

where the only light

is the sickening yellow glare

of a setting sun.

If only this poor prey

were made

of heavier matter

then

perhaps

they could race the beast

back down

to the safe embrace

of their creator.