the eyes have it, steven humphreys, poetry, poems, prose

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 …

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its conditional, steven humphreys, poetry, poems, prose

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 …

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

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 …

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the elusive chase, steven humphreys, poetry, poems, prose

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 …

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the poet tramp, steven humphreys, poetry, poems, prose

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 …

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is there a poet out there, steven humphreys, prose, poetry, poems

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 …

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something that should have happened, steven humphreys, poetry, poems, prose

Something that should have happened

that something should have happened left you with a nagging emptiness of what you should have listened to your heart of hearts way back then when you are alone you find ways not to be alone it's the new kiss of death being alone...  you thought someone would come and save you and fix things but, no one did …

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