Brendon Kent Poems

hunter's moon-
the eyes of something caught
in my headlights
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Thinking about when the river meets the ocean
how insignificant one raindrop would be.......

rivers end
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Cardboard City Man

Let me take you to the passageway of more,
The floor so cold it thaws to words it sees,
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This Caring World

'Don't cry my child, 'the mother sighs
her tears soaked up by others prayers
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Guardian Angel

She floats through sleepy cobwebs to the bed,
the whispering queen descends as in a dream.
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first date-
drinking the conversation
over ice
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#
yet
still
in father's old shoe
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all of his life
digging graves- finally
he names one
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Ponder moments
of a dream, a desert sun
as bright as angel's wings.
......some silhouettes on high,
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It was sunny when we left in the old green Vanguard,
the smell of leather seats and mother's hairspray; father
with his slick back hair always with his window partly
open yet, like mother, never a single hair that moved!
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