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March 12, 2011

seashore © 2001

by j barber

i lost my bag
my bag
my bag
i’m fearful, then sad
so sad
it is bad
i run to the roof top
time please stop
heavenly projection
i question
why why why
who is to blame
i’m standing in the rain
never given a chance
i had no choice
i must accept the shame
that comes with blame
i have an incompetent brain
someone took my voice
all my poetry is gone
no song
that is wrong
the search is long
this is a stellar quest
i must do my best
and not worry about the rest
those difficult lines
are a competent mind’s find
immortal kind

sea1 (watermarks)

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unjust access
by j. barber

i remember
as the one that was before
sometimes i can see, hear and sense
until the pain sets in
and the wall of numbness
goes up
between hopes and horrors
life and love recedes away from me
as pain and panic flow
the lock and key
holds no security
my privacy
and knowledge
are taken away
by the mean spirits

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