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Category: Poetry

Or Seventy

Posted on October 3, 2019May 25, 2020 by Joe Merkle

Placed upon a dusty shelf, there to lieHidden behind the mask of ageForgotten in their steel bar cageSchemes of children fade away As we grow older day-to-dayPursuing lofty heights of money and fameWhile losing the pointOf playing the game A child’s love, so simple and pureGod’s greatest gift, a miracle cureA simple point of view…

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You’re Perfect World

Posted on August 25, 2019May 25, 2020 by Joe Merkle

It could be anytime, anywhereWhen I hold your hand, I disappearInto your world, into your worldInto your perfect world of love Spinning, twirling, whirling byAll the moments of my life flying byUntil I hold your hand and time seems to stand stillIn your perfect world of love So many days, in so many waysI feel…

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Recipes

Posted on May 25, 2019May 25, 2020 by Joe Merkle

Wafting, wandering through the houseVapors caressing, swirling aboutSearching for and finding perchWithin my nose, my smile, my smirch She brews a stewWith a sorcerer’s charmBlending a beguiling brisket of beefShe steals my soul, like a culinary thief At times I nod offFor just a little whileTo awaken from savory scentsThat brings a smile Each recipe…

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The Simple Fool

Posted on February 25, 2019May 25, 2020 by Joe Merkle

I find myself orphaned on this deserted islandA returned prodigalMy only inspiration an occasionalSliver of blue I was an appetent victim of your coquetryI drank from your Circe elixirYou are a siren, a piece de resistanceAn arabesque of womanhood All your gracious beautyYour infallible reflectionDisguised so adequatelyA heart of callosity Hollow is my heartI dwell…

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A Winter’s Eve

Posted on January 16, 2019May 25, 2020 by Joe Merkle

As feathers, the flakes fallBacklit by a crescent moonThey meltOn my tongue As I lie in cold wetnessI am teasedSeized, by the momentHeld captive by its spectacle The singular sound I hearMust be my shallow breathingInvoluntarily I senseI trespass on this stage It’s time to take my leaveAllow my blood to flowBelow the crunching underfootAre…

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Forevermore

Posted on January 8, 2019May 25, 2020 by Joe Merkle

Sailing the ocean in your eyesOn a blue and balmy breezeStriking out for an eternityOn your seven seas And in the shade of your hairI can’t help but stareDeep within the secretsYou so gladly share And I can feel my soul slipping awaySearching for the simple wayTo delay setting ashoreForevermore Written in 1972

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Just A Boy

Posted on September 25, 2018May 25, 2020 by Joe Merkle

Laying in a meadow painted with heatherBack to the groundChewing on a blade of grassFeeling feckless, fancy-free Playing games with the cloudsLaughing out loudFor no particular reasonBut for the fun of it Been so many yearsI’d forgotten these feelingsOf being just a boyOn a lazy summer’s day An epiphany of epic proportionsThat a lifetime of…

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Duty

Posted on September 19, 2018May 25, 2020 by Joe Merkle

I have suffered for youI have sweat for youI have shed blood for youI have shed tears for you As my comrades lay dying for youMy family suffered for youThey have shed tears for youThey live in constant fear and worry For me, for youWill you wrap me in a flag andCall me a hero…

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Poem For Her

Posted on July 25, 2018August 24, 2025 by Joe Merkle

You never cease to weave your webs of wonderBreaking down my walls with thunderWith your soft and winsome laughterAnd your eyes that long for loving With hands so soft, yet sure and strongYou guide along children of oursSharing songs and stories, you’re in your gloryThe years, they passed so fast, it’s a crime To dream…

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Kaleidoscope

Posted on June 14, 2018September 18, 2021 by Joe Merkle

Wishes in a dreamSo real, so they seemTurn to ashesUpon awakening Thoughts providedReceive undivided attentionReality so hard to seeIn a world of illusion A kaleidoscope of thoughtsAll in the form of crystallineOnly a few are caughtWonder if they’re mine Written in 1970

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