These Words
Copyright 2025 by Michael Walker
What if I were a statue
Alive but immobile
I still would love you
If you were to pass
Through this room.
And what if I were a fountain
Alive with water
I still would love you
With firework displays.
And what if I were a guitar
Alive with music
I still would love you
By saying
These...
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The Cedar Chest
(Copyright 2025 by Michael Walker)
I remember
That old cedar chest
In my parent's room
I would rifle though it
When they were away
It smelled like
The past
Deep and
Burgeoning
And it contained
Strange riches
Lace and feathers
With no real
History…
Also
My mother's
Wedding dress
Embedded in plastic
And a mink stole
With dead eyes
Devouring itself
Like...
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felicity:
Excellent!
henrythevamp:
@felicity Thank you darling
Psalm 127
I watch in vain
I build in vain
You are not
Inside me
And it's driving
Me insane
I rise up early
I stay up late
The TV plays
Nothing
I eat food
That I hate
You are not
In this
City
Not
In
This world
Clocking in
Clocking
Out
Wanting
Sleep
Dreams
Of
Pearls…
felicity:
❤️
Emmie
Is playing life
With a passion
A sonata
For everyone
To see.
Emmie
Conducts
The motions
Her lace
Her legs
Wild and
Perfect pitch
Free.
Emmie is
String theory
Vibrating
Sensuality
Through us all.
Emmie
Is playing life
With a passion
A mistress of music
Enthralled.
henrythevamp:
@emmie I wrote you this poem in honor of your set. I hope you like it.
Mentors (For Those Mentioned And Edgar)
Copyright 2025 Michael S Walker
Leonard Cohen
In the
Tower of Song
Felt unequal to Hank Williams
Coughing, thirty floors above him
As I, too
Feel a groundling
Compared to both of them…
There will always be
The incomparable Masters
And that is life’s gift
Mentors
Urging us on
Daring us to climb
The rough and perilous
Stairs
Some...
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I used to sit
Alone
In a bar
Now
I sit
Alone in a bar
With the
World
In my hands
Shot of
Peach
Crown
And
Instagram
Fingers
Barely
Sober.
I used to sit
And stare
At the mirror
Now I sit
And stare
At nothing there
A supermodel’s
Shadow
My inevitable
Fare
Nothing
Changing
henrythevamp:
It doesn't matter really if I title any of this shit no more.
felicity:
❤️
Poem For A Little Girl In 2025
Copyright 2025 by Michael Walker
I don't want you
To grow up
And embrace
This hatred
Your guileless eyes
And smile
Should be the way
Forward
Always always
But how?
When the moneychangers
Drive Jesus now
From
The Temple
And a muddy pen
Destroys
Everything…
I don't want you
To grow up
Thinking
The earth
Is flat
And...
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Doing My Job
Copyright 2025 by Michael Walker
I need to get me
A six-foot rabbit
Now that
Easter
Is upon us
Go to Chumley’s
And do my job
Put a million
In the jukebox
Just to watch
All the sad
People
Nod…
I need to write
A Declaration
Now that July the 4th
Is upon us
Go to the Union
And do my job...
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felicity:
❤️
Felicity
It was warm and now
It is cold.
The trees are white
With blossoms
The ground is white
With snow
Ohio weather in a nutshell
April Fools
As a month-long show…
I wish I was in Florianopolis
Though it's almost winter there
With some beauty
Whose smile never wavers
Pretty sure
She would keep me warm.
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felicity:
Oh, such a lovely surprise in the morning! Thank you, I loved it 🥰
henrythevamp:
@felicity I am glad :)
God
copyright 2025 by Michael Walker
The priest in
Anna Karenina
When he asks
Levin
“And what
Will you say
To your children
When they ask
‘Who, father,
Made the earth
And the sky
And all things
Beautiful
That we love?’
Will your doubts?
Melt away then son?
And will you know the answer
The one to tell them
The one that was always there...
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