Lenny Camacho Poems

THERE was a man who
ran on sunlight; but we forced
him to run on gas.
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the shade under a mango tree
the warmth of a summer day
the whistleing of birds dancing in my head
a book and a pen
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We are pendulums
every last one of us
pendulums is what we are
we swing back and forth
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He said 'let there be light'
then someone somewhere
flipped a switch
of His own design.
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A shadow flanks the door
through which escape is merely possible;
the wooden sheet has been swung open
by the winter draft that's never cold,
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There are empty spaces
Everywhere in the world.
Poetry tries to fill those spaces
With beautiful words.
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In the flight of a bird,
there is hope.
In the smile of a child,
there is hope.
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I've awaken
to a trial;
is it life I've awaken to?
darken spaces float around
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Looking out some window
at some random flying birds,
I start to think
how great it would be
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There is an inclination
in all human souls
to seek out company;
so, know this now,
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