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Poems Chart 2001 (from my journals)

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Published on: January 25, 2013

Things you should know about me: I like charts. I’ve always like charts and comparing numbers and trends. The results don’t have to show anything; just the act of creating/reading charts is fun for me. In 2001, after a few years of intense poetry writing, I made the following chart, in a half-hearted attempt to[...]

Don’t End With Love

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Published on: November 25, 2012

(Copied From My “Little Blue Notebook”, written approximately June 2004.) Rhymes: dove, glove, love, of, shove, above In a rhyming poem (or song), try not to end a line with “love”. It has been used too many times, and next line is almost always predictable.

Poem: Claustrophobia

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Published on: April 21, 2012

Claustrophobia Wil C. Fry April 21, 2012, 13:21 I can feel the walls as they’re closing in trapping me in this little den surrounded by space but trapped in time I breathe, I breathe, I think I’ll be fine Maybe. I must look out, I must remind myself of the times I could fly in[...]

Just Before The End of the Beginning (Journal: 2000)

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Published on: January 6, 2012

(Copyright © 2000 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.) Self-portrait with cheap film camera

American Neverland (poem)

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Published on: February 25, 2005

American Neverland By WCF, Feb. 25, 2005 (22:30 hours) Unprotected yet unmolested Innocent and naive Give me nothing give me something It is too late to grieve Flying airplanes and crackling airwaves Roaring in my head Twinkling lights and twisted lies Are unraveling the thread Ripped from Earth’s breast and burning the nest Left to[...]

Poem: Thorns In My Mind

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Published on: May 20, 2001

(Copyright © 2001 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.) May 20, 2001, 11:11 p.m. Escapades of innocence Temporarily blind me To who I am

Poem: Not Human Anymore

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Published on: March 26, 2001

High and mighty they seem to be They never been a friend to me They got the money, cars and planes You never see them riding the trains They don’t shop at my store They’re not human anymore Or is it me that’s not? (Copied from my “Darker Blue Notebook”. Copyright © 2001 by Wil[...]

Poem: Seminole Sunday

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Published on: March 25, 2001

Angel’s feet and broken down buildings Indian ghosts and crumbling bricks Alongside this paved cattle trail Look around and see The solitude Of each and every individual We’re decades away from the Steel Empires Smiling faces and rotting wood Smoking cars and potholed streets That are empty on Sunday Look inside and see The solitude[...]

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Published on: March 23, 2001

(Copied from my “Darker Blue Notebook”. Copyright © 2001 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.) Alternate title: “Who Are Your Friends?” Where do your loyalties lie? Who will cry when you die? For whom do you show your true face? Who is willing to die in your place? (Also published on my website.)

Poem: 2-14-01

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Published on: February 14, 2001

Copied from my “Darker Blue Notebook”. Note that “2-14-01″ is the name of the poem. By Willal Fa; Feb. 14, 2001; 21:50 (Edited here for language) Educated heresy and purposeful disregard — The hallmarks of modern moguls My question is thus: Why does society set rules for itself That it cannot — will not —[...]

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