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Poetry · Writing

sedated

October 15, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

poison breath

days gone by

melting love

daily dose

hate when we curse at each otha’  (hey)

sedated with

dancing gods

filled with love

passion forth

just to sit and lie to each other (eh)

 

Poetry · Writing

campfire;

October 14, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i found you,

actually you found me

wounded on one knee

singing the hook of live free,

you make fun of my hair

i loved your passing trains

stories about your loved ones

i still do

i always will

here we are

still telling stories

Poetry · Writing

on hold-

October 11, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

called to make sure

you were okay

said all the things

that were built up

that none of this matters

just as long

as we had each other,

the conversation felt great,

just wish i had the courage

to dial the numbers

Poetry · Writing

chanting your name;

October 10, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i can hear your heartbeat

roars like an engine

your joy revs up

louder then fans on opening night

louder then the game from the television,

you look good, happy

 

Poetry · Writing

car insurance;

October 8, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i never wanted this

but here we are

dealing and wheeling

down the highway

going seventy

with a broken mirror

tears in our eyes

a brick for a brake

glue on the wheel

a dollar for safety

Poetry · Writing

missing in a city of two hundred and forty-nine people

October 7, 2019October 7, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

sobered up;

didn’t like what i saw

blood stained lips

black soles

rans wild

like a love child

with a black soul

Poetry · Writing

tiny violin, tiny violet

October 6, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i never wanted to leave

kicking screaming dreaming

i’ll wake up

alone

sleep alone

waiting for

something

maybe a scene from a film

something wholehearted

with an upbeat song at the end

and come home

alone

Poetry · Writing

324 on the dot;

October 5, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i remember

what time it was

when everything changed

i remember,

i remember it i remember

it

like it was yesterday

i wonder what

would be different

i feel poorly

for the soul

that does

he missed out

on something great

something unique

something

you’ll always remember

Poetry · Writing

declaration of longevity

September 29, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i called you

you answered

lets spend time

yeah maybe now,

i think i made it

ya’ll, i think i made it now

down south it’s so sweet

why yes ma i can eat

just lay back it’s my treat, girl

lets spend time

i don’t need to rhyme

to let you know

that i’m worth your time

Poetry · Writing

razzles & finger guns

September 26, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i crave

your hand in mine;

the touch of your fingers

a long my throat

icy breath

raises the hairs on my arm

like soldiers going into battle

your mouth moves

my ears stopped working

last thing i remember;

finger guns

& 13 going on 30

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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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