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November 2, 2002

 

my corner


just for me


the shackles of time


and how I set them free



I relive the substance


of my life



I feel life’s breeze


how long it will last


is beyond what I see



each page is a person


the clues just for me


you can think what you want


this is what I see



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there is a way to search for help


it is found in solitude


it is a corner


it opens those doors and slides those windows


that gives these words


that talk to me 


then crumbles downward


and ceases to be 

 




away from yourself


feel the moment


you sit in solitude


and experience the old pain



blunted 


the sharpness is gone



there is happiness now


found in the depths


of friends


and memories



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I think of you



gaps


so large


then that pin point


of being together



connection to…


a common place



tiny sparkles…


do you feel them



brushing touches…


do you like them



tender kiss…


then…


then…


then gone



with another good-bye



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feel the forest


free the trees



twining branches


on your knees



deadly soldiers


blood does freeze



whisper of darkness


run.. now seize



this moment



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freshness, firefly existence


potential, soul of many mirrors


beginnings, strength of convictions


hold close those thoughts


that show the way



In those moments of solitude


the light remains


you feel the pressure


of what you’ve become



the center of your life is found


in quiet reminders


of those colors


that remain


between the breath


and the exhale



there is single touch to be made


electricity


then peace


and the final answer


is now known



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jewel of thought



protect you


shield you


find you


ask you


tell you


remind you


show you


guide you


see you



become so much...


your tomorrow is so close



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past lives call out for you


pressure breaking the shell



softness, changing to hardness


this time, time will tell



opportunity is in within your reach


brown eyes hold secrets



soft lips give promise


hand caress says comfort



rest in the light of your god



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there is a paradise


found only by me



woven from the fragments


in the short times that we share



and in all of our contacts


and all of our words



is the feeling of love


and the existing of care



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you press me for answers


I give without pause


inner most thoughts


that are broken from diamonds



you brush by


fitting them to your moment


not knowing the cost


not knowing why I shared them



you miss what could be


and how


it might help you



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reach back


the thousand years


I’ve known you



unbroken line of peace


always able to make a connection


always able to touch your soul



I have never forgotten you


I just love you so



never give up on me


and keep holding me close



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the czar of my life


at a moment treasured in time



always caring


thoughts so sublime



I wish to be remembered


in the quiet of your heart



I held you so dearly


and then I…



couldn’t be 


the one you needed me to be



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you have long forgotten me


30 years have gone by


but promises made on hilltops


are remembered


I knew you so well


 

so much shared


hard touch


so much laughter


how in the world


could you stand me


but you laughed with me


and that endeared you to me


that is what


makes me


anything you want me to be



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you will be the last I see


in fading shadows


and those webs that scream


always that need


that need I feel


for you to know


that I know you



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you are the center


the center of me


and in tender moments


when each of us sees


the wonder of now 


and the power of tease



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I am incapable 


of showing you how much


I love you



my life is to make yours



but I don’t know 


if you know that



I want to think 


that you do



I have to think that you do



for even in my quietness


know that I am so proud


to be your father



so proud



to have a daughter 


like you



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if there ever was one more fun 


I have forgotten them



if there ever was one more full of love and life


I have missed them



If there ever was one that gave me all


and I hurt them


it was you



my weakness became your punishment


and you beat it



love you always



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bonsai


small ceramic world

tiny living universe


careful pruning and twisting

the beginning of the end


fingertips brushing needles

becomes fingertips caressing soft skin


unable to separate the gift

from the giver


a bench for sharing

a lantern for showing the way 


now touching the rock

good luck flows outward



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secrets to be lost

friendship to be gained


words shouted into a burgundy sky

echo back and surround me


tightly wrapping my arms

and turns me to dust


floating to the ground

sparkles in sunlight


falling into caverns

and becoming rock again


waiting for discovery


waiting for this day



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the time for freedom has arrived


control creates destiny


you become who you are


you are the one source


of strength in your life



the time for escape has arrived


control dispels weakness


you become who you are


you are the one source


of happiness in your life



the time for honor has arrived


control creates power


you become who you are


you are the one source


of peacefulness in your life



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I hear bells when you speak


your smile always burns in my mind


long hair on sexy shoulders


makes me forget what I want to say


always a surprising comment


quick wit and bedroom eyes


I always enjoy our few moments


I wish that I could stay




I'm happy as your friend


sure I wish for more


but what is the most important


is the laughter that we share



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the world stops



a breath is pulled in



tiny windows closed shut



hands thrust into warmth



cold biting all around



tension released



visit to springtime



the world starts again



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p o n


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copyright Patrick O'Neil


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