Midnight oil

The days that drag us down
can be put to right
when friends come ’round,
and linger long into the night.

For there’s salvation
and hearty remedy
in conversation
and comaraderie.

For trouble cannot stay
when our friends are near,
and remains far away
out of fear.

Because terror cannot hope to face
all the kindness in this place.

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My green-eyed daughter

I never met
my green-eyed daughter,
and I bet
it would have been an honor.

To be your father,
and raise you with care.
To love your mother,
and always be there.

But you’re just a dream
that never came true,
and the way things seem
I won’t get to meet you.

But each and every night I see
a child who will never be.

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Rebound

At season’s end,
we parted ways.
No reason to pretend;
no reason to delay.

We did our best,
we gave our all,
we even took a rest,
but we were doomed to fall.

Our love is through,
though it was brief.
And to get over you,
I started courting Grief.

She and I are the life of the party,
making our friends gossip and worry.

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Three times, a charm

Once to remember,
twice to forget –
things that were,
and things not yet.

Once for vengeance,
twice for hate.
Have I lost my balance?
Is it too late?

Once for grief,
and twice for pain.
I pray there’s relief
somewhere down the lane.

Thrice and thrice again I’ve fought,
yet lack the peace I dearly sought.

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Goliath

Puffed up and proud,
shit-talking as he swaggers,
but the lion’s little more than loud,
impotent in his anger.

And now the strutting stud
fixes his eyes on a filly,
but his performance was a dud
and he ends up looking silly.

Furious at his defeating,
the lion prepares to fight,
but Bambi gives his ass a beating
and knocks out his lights.

And tomorrow the predator of the town
will wake up looking like a clown.

The hollow victory

So you think you know somebody,
and that what you have is real,
but your connection is their hobby,
and real was never in the deal.

They lied and cheated you,
and made you feel a fool,
and claim they have defeated you
by the machinations of their tools.

But in reality they lost
before the game ever begun;
their deception came at the cost
of what victory would have won.

For you offered them a helping hand –
what better prize in a troubled land?

Deaty

She’s got a gorgeous smile
that can warm your heart for days;
people see it shine for miles
as they go about their ways.

Her eyes sparkle in the sunlight,
and dance beneath the moon,
defying the dark of night
by glimmering in the gloom.

Her spirit’s so splendiferous,
it’s almost luminescent;
so kind and so generous,
they say it’s effervescent.

Her friends and family claim they’re blessed
by living with and loving this goddess.