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Horror of the Snow Day

Posted on March 25, 2018 by Charles Yallowitz

Plans were made Factoring in a storm Some flexibility built in Yet praying That the snow is light * Starting slow and cool You feel a little skip The worst is an illusion Broken by the phone To say the … Continue reading →

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Rise of the Dawn Fangs

Posted on March 2, 2018 by Charles Yallowitz

Born from light Summoned to deliver death And an accident That washed across the world One was born anew A world unknown Wracked with changes Another added to the list But one that must hide to thrive Two agree to … Continue reading →

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Fear

Posted on February 20, 2018 by Charles Yallowitz

(This is an old poem that I posted back in 2014 and wrote even early than that.  Figure I’d put it back up considering the theme.) The darkest depths of the mind are my playgrounds I am omnipotent Spiders, heights, … Continue reading →

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Dreams of Hope and Fret

Posted on January 21, 2018 by Charles Yallowitz

From days of cribs And bottled dining We are told about our dreams Hold them tight Pursue them fast Let them fly among the clouds They greet you in bed And linger in the morn Pleasant ghosts throughout the day … Continue reading →

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Crests of the Baron’s Mortal Sins

Posted on September 8, 2017 by Charles Yallowitz

Six families stood At the peak of their world Some kind and pure Others selfish and cruel Yet they worked in one circle Maintaining balance For good and ill Six families danced To greet a friend from afar A man … Continue reading →

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Path of the Indie

Posted on August 25, 2017 by Charles Yallowitz

Neither alone Nor in a group The indie stands between Depending on our own hands To start the tide Hoping others arrive Their whispers Turning the ripple Into a wave Our path is filled With sneers and suggestions Advocates of … Continue reading →

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Family Man

Posted on July 10, 2017 by Charles Yallowitz

The Provider The Protector The Repairman The Outdoor Cook The Empty Seat at Dinner The Family Man Many roles to play Some choose one and hold While others forge new niches The Stay-At-Home Times change the needs More than a … Continue reading →

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Rebirth of the Internal Phoenix

Posted on May 5, 2017 by Charles Yallowitz

 It starts with an ember That one does not snuff out A glimmer in a dream A whimsy when bored A thought beyond the tedium Signs that something A spark is stirring once again Nurturing the spark Raising it into … Continue reading →

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The Death of Magic

Posted on May 3, 2017 by Charles Yallowitz

 Its death is silent Gone before we can say good-bye Replaced without a thought For magic has no place In the hearts of men The time for play is done Work until the pills arrive Pop until the work is … Continue reading →

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Scholar Flies

Posted on December 25, 2015 by Charles Yallowitz

They emerged Upon the start of all Born from the corpse Of a timeless void Murdered By the opening of history Called the Scholar Flies They form the greatest swarm Releasing a thunderous hum As if they are pondering All … Continue reading →

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