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The Beauty of a Real Friend

The beauty of a real friend is the feeling you get because you know you can do no wrong you won't be betrayed you never get rejected you never get your heart broken you will always be loved. when I was young I don't think I had a large capacity to love like the many… Continue reading The Beauty of a Real Friend

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You Just have to Deal with it

You just have to deal with it that thing called 'LIFE' those things you'd rather not deal with you put back on the shelf they roll off landing in your lap again Sometimes, you have to be  your own Parent  your own do-it-yourself Therapist even Snake Oil Salesman... You try to control but, never predict… Continue reading You Just have to Deal with it

bitterswee, steven humphreys, poetry, poems, prose
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Bitter and Sweet

Funny when you grow you reflect... on all those wasted bygone years never to return no second chance yet, lessons are learned so sorry for the things you did so sorry for those things you'd said you can't erase any of it ever it stains your very soul to its murky depths as years pass… Continue reading Bitter and Sweet

the eyes have it, steven humphreys, poetry, poems, prose
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Grass in a Vase

Wish you were here watching that grass in a vase atop that short wooden worm eaten coffee table rustic picture growing slowly those tall grassy fields of weeds trimmed tight overgrown hair overflowing yellow cat eyes looking out grass so sweet cats in sheer ecstasy meowing as they chew strands of greenest craved treat the bountiful patch pushes… Continue reading Grass in a Vase

its conditional, steven humphreys, poetry, poems, prose
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It’s Conditional

You should know by now It's conditional I mean, everything is if you think about it and you are honest with me you will admit everything has a price tag on it we judge everything for its intrinsic value for what it does for us and for others if we're smart we weigh all the… Continue reading It’s Conditional

I Just had to Write this One, steven humphreys, poety, poems, prose
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I Just had to Write this one

You know I just had to write this one If you have been reading me you probably figured out I'm not necessarily politically correct good, bad, or indifferent, that's just how those cards landed but, it goes even further than that... I don't mind admitting my failings I don't do it for just anyone I especially… Continue reading I Just had to Write this one

the elusive chase, steven humphreys, poetry, poems, prose
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That Elusive Chase

that elusive chase I do always leads back to me in my pursuit to become wise enough to know where God works. The spirit of ME persists inside this rented body which looks out through these eyes of mine which see fire engulfing mountains waves crashing on the shore smokers putting cigarettes out under warm beach sand… Continue reading That Elusive Chase

the poet tramp, steven humphreys, poetry, poems, prose
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The Poet Tramp

The Poet Tramp stands and stares dripping eyes tale of mourn clothing torn silver spoon learned men mumble wise always made never born mindful ways wander days  endless maze whispering shrill does his jig down the hill hits his groove makes his move as he will wasting space hymns sublime in a ruse rhymes in… Continue reading The Poet Tramp

is there a poet out there, steven humphreys, prose, poetry, poems
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Is There a Poet out there?

I was wondering who to ask this question tonight at 10:40 PM but, I couldn't find that person so, I asked myself instead because I could find where I was to ask me and, I will ask you too because you are here Is there a poet out there who loves his life exactly the way… Continue reading Is There a Poet out there?

poetry all night long, steven humphreys, poetry, poems, prose
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Poetry all Night Long

Like I told you before I stayed up one night and wrote poetry all night long when I was fifteen I am sure few would understand that one and think I was some kind of weirdo doing something that queer 'cause I was some sort of Wussy Boy yet, I had my share of fist… Continue reading Poetry all Night Long