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Poetry · Writing

A River of Whales

April 8, 2018 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

Destroyed everything

they swept away all human

connections.

They called it a cleanse

a River of Whales

and they stood

in control like a conductor

of the greatest symphony

without applause.

They looked with eyes

will we be celebrated

or only remembered

for the blood of the Whales.

Poetry · Writing

The greatest feeling

April 8, 2018 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

the idea

makes me sick to my stomach.

I hid this

behind a wall

a tall wall

a tall steel wall with no doors and no windows

and I left it there.

Yet,

it chases me

from the other side

impossible to ignore

even till this day.

Poetry · Writing

Treasure Hunting

April 7, 2018 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

It was the secret message

at the bottom of the lake.

You knew the whole time

and I missed those signals.

Then and now is only a few seconds apart

unless you’re at the bottom of this lake and then last

twice as long.

Now will be gone

before then arrives.

Poetry · Writing

Friday 10:16pm

April 6, 2018 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

staring down the barrel

forcing a cold steel kiss

serenade with wild tears

before she calls

the bang

never shocks you anymore

or the wall ahead.

you’re here

and same time next week.

Poetry · Writing

Baffin Bay

April 5, 2018 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

time push back

we fight back.

Takes the most flack

strikes twice night.

Wish you good night

talk out yo back.

Poetry · Writing

I couldn’t stop you

April 4, 2018 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

and

while you run from the slipping grip of shadowed hands

I’ll pause.

Watch you run.

Admire the way I feel to feel and feel

and the way it felt

when you turned that corridor

I feel

quiet.

Poetry · Writing

cherry pop

April 4, 2018 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

I wanna be

I.

missed the shot

never took a second

look

just twice

and I won’t look away.

Poetry · Writing

series of mistakes

April 3, 2018 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

my plead falls on deaf ears

lines of coffins for sale

murder row and I

will waste no tears on your follies

but give them freely.

Poetry · Writing

reading backwards

April 2, 2018 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

the fortune reads south

it was on a matter of time

martyr’s run wild

everyone runs but never

stands still.

unless we do it together

pleasing both gods.

Poetry · Writing

Genie in a Bottle

April 2, 2018 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

Wishing a dream to life

Walking in shoes I woke up next to

Running faster then before

Telling her I love her

Running into the middle of the street

to tell her again.

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And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen
Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.

–
William Shakespeare
(A Midsummer Night’s Dream)

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