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Poetry by s. streight

MEMORIES <>
Time and space have no meaning
when in memories a person lingers
a simple touch, an aromatic fragrance
a fleeting smile make simple pleasure.
Lost in time, in memories gone
<>passing feelings wander by
echoing thoughts of long ago
of songs and feelings

I used to know.

<>IN PURSUIT OF MAN

Evil lurks in the guise of man

waiting

always in pursuit

of

Scared little men in their

starched suits

afraid to do what’s right

living life in

disrepair

while their souls tag along

disintegrating …..

out of sight.

IMPATIENCE

Time stands still

when impatience abounds

an ungrounded feeling ensues

stress engulfs

with its stifling touch

solidly welding the two.