In Poems on April 10, 2012 at 2:44 am
thoroughly wise rivers dont question
their own intentions
like wars of attrition they/just
go where they please they/simply
absorb what they/will/
what they/can
Jeffrey Spahr-Summers

justin at fifteen

In Poems on August 20, 2006 at 6:56 pm
hes almost as tall as me now hes as
thin as a rail with weeping willow hair
hes so much like me the poor boy is
so shy so hesitant so certain (that)
he doesnt measure up somehow (that)
hell always fall short somehow (that)
hes not quite as brilliant as i say he is
Jeffrey Spahr-Summers


In Poems on August 11, 2006 at 12:27 pm
this room is as hollow as
promises right now
without you in
this bed
this house is one empty planet
hurtling across the universe i am
waiting just
while you are away
Jeffrey Spahr-Summers

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