r james sterzinger Poems

Through the brightness of black bows
Through the avenues of bright flowers
Through alleys of garbage day trash cans
I walked my dog through the late night.
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i wanna
touch god
where he lives
if it's silence
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It is
Twenty-two below zero
Has been for two days.
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I.
When did my thirst for anything
Beautiful, collapse
Turn dry and cynical?
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I have a bitterness that runs
Deep. when Jesus cursed
The fig tree, it
Gave nothing sweet.
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I
worked in this hospice
once
and when we took
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it was decided
that we should discuss
my border-line
personality
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what will i do when i find out later on
that the poetry
that keeps me
holding on
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dear robert,
you are so very right,
the woods are
lovely
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I'd Like to Fall in Love One More Time

I'd like to fall
In love, one more time.
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