2015-09-29

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(This is what has been happening in my house the last two days. – Owen)

So, yesterday, she went to get her stuff;
He’s there, but still won’t say exactly why
Her outcast love’s been left to starve and die
Nor why all that she’s given’s not enough

To merit explanation from the one
Who said that we would love her all his life;
Who took her, one glad day, to be his wife.
Her night is full of tears, and now, the sun

Will find her waking, yearning for a touch:
Wond’ring how love
So good
Could hurt
So much

Spotted on Campus

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Dude, enjoy this time —

College days

Blow through like the wind

At A Price

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I bought the truth, but at a price,
For then, I found out what you thought;
I also see, to my regret,
There’s no returning what I bought

There is a wisdom we can know
That only sadness does confer;
I bought the truth, the price was steep —
The years I lost
In loving
Her

The Real

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The real world nearby here I love the best
Is green and growing southern countryside;
With farmland to the east and to the west,
Around the many rivers, long and wide

But forests are our main type of terrain –
And deer, I think, as plentiful as flies:
The real world sits outside my window pane,
I stop to take it in. And in surprise,

I notice many things I’ve never seen.
The sky’s still blue right now, the lawn is green;
The leaves are strewn across the lawn and fence,
This yard, this house, my world – and not immense –

The real me isn’t models, isn’t fairs;
It isn’t august majesty, or fame.
The real me sits and thinks — at times, despairs —
That when I leave, this world will be the same

As it was on the day that I arrived.
That when they finally spread my funeral pall
My fleeting hopes and visions, so short-lived,
Will have made no small difference
At all