#dicky j loweman

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Broken

Things have a tendency of breaking around here

Broken glasses, broken hearts,

A broken thought which sounds like a broken record

There are days like this

Always have been and always will be

Makes me think I’d like to douse this whole place,

In rancid gasoline,

Then just set it all ablaze

But you can’t get blood from a stone

I know this because I’ve tried

All you end up with is endless, bloodless,

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Late

I woke up thirty minutes late

There was no time for the usual routine

I brushed my teeth, but skipped the shower

I munched a handful of coffee beans,

But didn’t have the time to enjoy a brewed cup

I dressed in the same clothes from yesterday

I grabbed my small travel pack,

Which housed only the previous day’s contents,

And at this moment, I couldn’t tell you what they were

I flashed one last lap…

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(dusk)

sun down, waves goodbye

life seen through violet lights

night scratches at skin

© Dicky J Loweman 2015

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Oh, Baby!

“Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh baby!”

Those are the only audible words,

Heard on the video tape

The rest is just filled,

With random shouts of garble,

And ‘what-to-do’s’

It was my voice, though

And you could hear the intense and sudden rise to panic

She said she had done it,

At least a hundred times

But, just like death,

The blue flame will get everyone,

Eventually

Blowing fireballs,

From moonshine,

I’m…

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Somedays Vodka Sounds Better Than You

Somedays Vodka Sounds Better Than You

I drink vodka in this bar

That’s what I drink in here

Sometimes it’s gin,

Sometimes rum

But never in here

This place calls for vodka,

And this bar rarely calls

But when she does,

It’s good to start with a vodka tonic

From there the world is my oyster

Vodka martinis finish me off too fast,

So they’re better left for the bad days

Those days when things need to get done,

And I don’t belong in here,

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(initials)

draw your initials

in cold and wet morning sands

washed back to the sea

© Dicky J Loweman 2015

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Fall

The time now,

Has become what I refer to,

As the easy part of the year

The sun doesn’t shine as bright,

And the winds don’t scorch your neck,

With every breath they blow

For this is the Fall,

Autumn,

The easy part of the year

It is the great race on to winter,

When all grows dormant,

With all the thoughts of total sleep

Thoughts of sleep and darkness

Not that winter down here,

Is too hard or…

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She Looks Good From Here

She Looks Good From Here

She looks good from here She has on a nice sundress Her legs are a calling bronze, And she has the most beautiful hair I’m a sucker for the hair It’s always what seems to do me in This Thursday afternoon, Is no different from any other, Save for this beautiful lady, And a break from the heat I want to ask her name I’d like to spend the rest of the afternoon and my money with her But after a…

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