Messages in bottles

messages in bottles, steve humphreys, poetry

Picked a tea leaf from the bush (my tree of knowledge) turned it over read its life line found out what it means 'drink loose leaf green tea then you will know' spoke its wisdom in green pungent warm flavor in this life everybody wanted me to be what they wanted me to be I …

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Praise

praise, steven humphreys, poetry

Praise goes to the happy souls for they've learned the secret to life they just live and roll with the punches. and, as for the rest of us miserable souls who question our existence asking god forever whining why me? pestering him getting on his nerves all the time we'll forcibly be put back here …

Run away

run away, poetry, steven humphreys

Run away flee for life and limb from love leave goodness behind turn back goodbye blood-red moon fare-thee-well hot blazing sun far hovering above speaks 'stand by fallen bed' run again scene so mean flavor so dull go ahead run amok monsoon wild gardenia patches mild jasmine fields abound vining up a tree no sound …

My yearbook

my yearbook, poetry, steven humphreys, nostalgia, regret, youth

Didn't buy a high school yearbook someone wise said 'I'd regret it someday' I didn't hate school not in the beginning my first year of high school I was involved in track and cross-country in my sophomore year I don't know why but sometime later in high school I started hating school for some reason …

Profess

throughout time, poetry, steven humphreys, pets, dogs, cats

Talk outside midnight air profess your love toast with wine to one living soul who cares no man amongst us listens no man hears but his own thoughts your own ears hear your words of love they echo in the distance lost in time shout them out in stillness prime time look deeply into the …

Reunion

reunion, poetry, high school, steven humphreys

The ten-year reunion that's the one where you see the show offs impressing others with their achieved status since high school some were divorced and took off with their old flames afterwards some married their high school sweethearts most are drunk (or high on something) now, at the twenty year reunion some take off with …

Of right mind

of right mind, steven humphreys, poetry

That man over there of right mind he's right all the time never dawning on him he's growing old as slow as sands in an hourglass sprinkling like salt slowly emptying the last grain of his soul impatiently he looks at his watch throughout each day you're in his way always in a sudden gust …