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Welcome! Here's the most recent poem I've written. Enjoy!

Molasses Feet

What a sorrowed sight to see,
These cobwebs on my molasses feet.
Fear was a foe I couldn’t beat,
So I share my woes with all I meet.


I tell them tales of cobbled streets
Where stones are worn from cowards’ retreat
Next to clumps of brush no hand dared sweep
To find lonely treasures waiting beneath.

I met a man with silver teeth
Who warned me of time’s seductive deceit.
“Nostalgia’s warmth appears a treat
but stalls a future twice as sweet.


The saccharine whispers of history
feed the hungry in exchange for their souls to keep.
Life’s a game you cannot cheat,
Why long for days we can’t repeat?”

I wish I were as brave as he,
Yet here I stay, stuck to my seat.
The lion’s challenge is the lamb’s defeat,
A spirit neglected may soon grow weak.


What a sorrowed sight to see,
These cobwebs on my molasses feet.
Fear was a foe I couldn’t beat,
So I share my woes with all I meet.