Toby Twigg
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The Leaves all came together in one place
Each with each and all with all
They said their piece
From early Spring to almost Fall
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'… (there is) henceforth no end to the yearning, longing, rapture, and misery of Love:
world, power, fame, honor, chivalry, loyalty and friendship scattered like an insubstantial dream.
One thing alone, left longing, longing unquenchable, desire forever renewing its self, craving and languishing, save sole redemption: death surcease of being the sleep that knows no waking'.
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Another day of the dead as I stare at my empty bed
I see shadows of the Moon as time falls behind
Love had grown old and turned to dust
The papers of Divorce have finally been signed
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(I did not ask to be born)
Knowing why, doesn't make the search go away
Knowing how, doesn't mean you can stop
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Cold wind
Blown dusty and dry
Brownstone stoops
& painted iron gates
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Sitting at the table of empty chairs
His world so small inside
Wishing he knew how to pray
How to dance
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A cold front moved across the Hudson River
Settling into the concrete streets of Hell's Kitchen
A Postal Canvas Hamper cried in its wheels
While being pushed by a scavenger collecting cardboard refuse
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I did not hear him as he called out
As if I could have comforted him
Or kept him from slipping away
Perhaps he was waiting to say goodbye
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Every day I am born anew
Through the mud and sludge
Of decadent dreams
And some vague remembrance
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No one knows why some choices made are unwise / certainly not I
Or why some are out of step with the universal mind / as is mine
All I know for sure is, I know nothing' for sure
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We are all just passing through
If we decide to stay a while, sit a spell
We may be able to rent or lease some place
As we ride this rock through space
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Invitation to Reality ___
Embossed, elegant and proper
With white glove upon silver tray
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Once upon a long ago
A Slitherwhumping to and fro
I'e clumb the chimmney brim
To find what I'e might know
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Soldier's On the Wall
Amid the dark of night
When the Cannon cease their raucous noise
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If you have to explain your Poems
Describe your Paintings
Justify the existence of your Sculpture
Then you have Failed.
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He hadn't wanted it to end like this
Shuffling, dragging one foot
Elbow pressed to his waist
Holding up his rumpled trousers
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Opening her case with the edges frayed
Burnished in carved leather dyed black
She laid her strange stringed instrument
Upon its polished rosewood back
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His lips were pursed
Not for kiss rather curse
Lips pressed closed and held
Lest come forth
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The Best Poem Of Toby Twigg
Revenge Of The, 'leaves Of Autumn'.
The Leaves all came together in one place
Each with each and all with all
They said their piece
From early Spring to almost Fall
They listened intent to understand
What was to become of the rest of Man
After assimilation of the great debate
A conclusion was decided on their fate
After man had 'Raked, pillaged & burned their kin
Destroying memories of those within
The great leaves of trees would finally take revenge
'Let us no longer give clean air for them to breathe
No longer give them the beauty of our Majesty
Never again provide shade for them from the Sun
Let them burn as our Fathers, had been done
From that day forward until the end
The trees and leaves held their breath
Until all the ‘Rakers had died
The most boring of deaths
... and for any that may come long after,
That sound you hear
Of breeze in the trees
It is only the leaves in their laughter.
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