No, these aren't randomly created poems (that is another page). This is a random grab from a selection of poems, mostly by myself, but with some inclusions from other folks: friends who write; friends who used to write; writers who are obscure-but-meaningful-to-me; famous writers. One advantage of this format is that, when there are variations of a poem that I haven't settled upon, I can include them all and let people give me feedback as to what they think.
At night I feel "at peace"... as if i held you. Last night I took a long, late stroll, like I used to do That night it felt just like years ago, when I had you. Dark night concealed me while watching your old house make our ghosts come true. Pain night: ...to wake without you there - run to the window and see the moon... The streets are calling my name -as I get my coast- in your voice; I search for you. -- (92, printed in _Pathways_)
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