Stan Rodriguez

How did I come to know—
these lonely feeling
that I thought that only others felt?
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I woke you to the morning
of this warm and glorious winter's day

to see the coming of the sunrise
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Shadows of the night grew weeping
thunder was her evening cry

and there in the village yonder
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Introductions always seem to run the same

Cloned and scripted—we smile
saying our best hellos "How do you do"
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Lay down my ancient torso
in some memorial park.

Lay down this wooded coffin
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Just around the corner—waiting
someone waits
I do not know the who
but they will be there—that much I do know
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There are pathways that we must travel
with uncertainties of what will happen next.

But we have been vagabonds for years
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Somewhere a day begins
a child is born—another dies
and night slows down to slumber
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How silent it seems to be
echoes running in the moonlight
stopped short by thoughts of "Evergreen"
to conceal the pain.
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I need nothing—anymore!
All my wants have gone away.

There were dreams I still remember
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I sometimes look past the sea
toward countries whose names
are still unknown to me…
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I can still hear the beating of your heart
when I lay myself to sleep

as if, in your own way
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Searching moonward—flowing on the open sea
you caught me by surprise
pointing north, I didn't understand…
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I find it hard to figure out
my comings and my goings
as I have no reference points
from where to measure
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Your form set out before me at the feast
is a welcome invitation
I surely can't turndown
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Don't make me ask you twice—you saw me coming…
Your dreams informed you—yesterday's ago
when you were looking for a face to kiss—ears talk to
and a body to embrace, in your loneliness.
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How I wish I had taken the time to truly meet you
anywhere along the way
to understand where you were coming from—
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Even in the darkest of December nights
stars brightly shine—in awe of the snow-white owl
hooting his songs of love
bringing in the season "of good will to men".
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Candy-canes and ice cream bars
and Christmas trees and Santa
are dreams and wish—near or far
made especially for children.
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