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The Line

cross the line

Image from Map Consulting.

 

I look at my poems

and realize with fear

that it is I

.   not you

who will mess this up.

This nameless thing

we have,

.   but don’t have.

I’ll take a step back

across that imaginary line

in order to save

.   us.

 

 

LLH
4-8-15
3:47 pm

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Being Sick

Achoo!

Bless you.

Cough sniff groan.

The doctor’s office

fills up fast

but empties out

quite slow.

Men with canes

a woman in crutches

a Mexican lady

on her phone.

I come in for

my sleep disorder

and sit

.   and wait

.      and fall asleep.

LLH

4-6-15

2:45 PM

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Ceiling Tiles

Thanks to Apiary Magazine for the image.

Thanks to Apiary Magazine for the image.

The tiles above

box me in and

keep out the sun.

They are literally

old school in style

with fluorescent bulbs

that buzz with light.

Unidentified stains

resemble dried urine

from a ghost cat

upstairs.

LLH

4-6-15

2:40 PM

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All you had to do was say goodbye… #poetry #poem

Photo courtesy of Maurilio Amorim.

Photo courtesy of Maurilio Amorim.

I know i had a bad day again.

I was difficult and apologetic.

I was irate, demanding, and sad.

But all you had to do was say goodbye.

 

All we’ve been through

all these years

all the lines crossed

you always said goodbye.

 

I feel i said too much

asked to much

wanted more than i needed.

and so you left without a word.

 

I want to act unscathed

like that simple non-action

meant nothing at all

when it hurt like nothing else.

 

You never once

in all these years

left me alone

without saying goodbye.

 

And even with all i did,

i cannot understand why.


.

.

LLH

1-15-15

9:57 PM

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My Uncertain Idea #poetry #poem

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I had an idea.

A small thought

that grew

until it consumed me.

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Was it like a party balloon,

brightly colored

expanding with helium,

representing excitement

and “fun,”

the subject of the email

in which i shared that idea

with you?

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Was it like a tree

beginning as a seed

and flourishing under care,

growing strong

and representing

new life?

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Or was it a cancer

scary and dangerous,

taking over what little remained

and turning it into

nothing

but memories?

 

 

LLH

1/9/15

2:04 AM

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It isn’t called love #poetry #poem

Photo courtesy of Genius.com

Photo courtesy of Genius.com

Our secret relationship ended

even though it never began.

I fell for you once again

knowing i couldn’t have you.

 

The pain is inside

where no one sees

but you.

 

The tears fall down now.

I am alone

still.

 

You are lonely, too.

 

We discuss

wants and needs.

We talk about vows

and promises to God.

 

We don’t tell anyone

about these feelings

whatever name they have

Just so it isn’t

called love.

 

 

LLH

11/21/14

10:22 pm

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Unfelt #poetry #poem

Photo credit: NJ Tamil Radio

Photo credit: NJ Tamil Radio

I keep feeling

What shouldn’t be felt.

I deny it

At every turn.

 

But there you are

In my happy place

Where smiles grow

And fear runs away.

 

I keep feeling

What shouldn’t be felt.

And I think you

Keep feeling it, too.

 

LLH

11-10-14

2:30 pm

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