Author Archives: AlbertZayat

Freedom

Oh so free   Free to fly upon the wings   Of an old smokestack   Bellowing cries of work, deep into the sky     Here it comes   Here   It comes   My ride to town   … Continue reading

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Isle of Despair

From the Isle of despair does the lens do clear And all life’s fog Streaks down the cheeks in tears But in that light, Where sparks of light Burn so bright The shadows of doubt Disappear from fright From the … Continue reading

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Best to let it go

Al dente legs, cobbled to cartoon feet Whipped through fields of wheat Rich and deep Best to let it go Best to let it go   Young comes to only some Drags the sky So bright Best to let it … Continue reading

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Claim

Claim:   I would not claim My rite to same Nor claw upon the hollow door In search of a pure Song from lore   But I do walk within the mist Among the fog where souls exist And in … Continue reading

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What mist it that?

What mist is that? That floats in the eve Is it where I once Joined hands And rode the stream?   What sky is that? So red and blue I wait for the pinks And reds dark hue   What … Continue reading

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Grace

I fell from grace Cause hell was closed Reign  of man Held close I fell from grace Cause Kansas was closed But loved non the less As child In new clothes I could not read or say aloud This is … Continue reading

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Sense

It all makes sense, now The past, of no shame Spoke loudly, but in vane It all rhythms, now Yesterday and today Beat together, to show the way It all makes sense, now Hindsight’s partner Speaks clear of the author … Continue reading

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Suicide

How cruel the night How cold the stone How black the road, To one’s final home How cruel the bleak place Of helpless cries release And wounds unseen That mark pains, refrain How cruel the night A lost dark place … Continue reading

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I guess

I guess It was the march Of thirty dusty nights   I say it was one day That lasted a lifetimes Morning glory, say   I think today is mine And yours For all of what I do, adore   … Continue reading

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Progress and Progressives

  Of left’s and rights Are we made, Progressives all Unless Amish resting in shade Of lefts and rights Hands on the wheel Tugging one way Then back with feel Of lefts and rights Do we turn, If one, only … Continue reading

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