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The weeds in my garden (an upcoming book – May 21, 2018)

Contents

1.      Falling snow.. 1

2.      Back on track. 1

3.  Lasting excitement. 1

4.      Long after. 1

5.      Crossed meanings. 1

6.      Saw so much today. 1

7.      So many happy people. 1

8.      Finally sequencing patterns of pretendability. 1

9.      In an unusually funny fit. 1

10.        In the museum of broken promises. 1

11.        So close to death. 1

12.        Rain chased morning. 1

13.        Too few taken. 1

14.        In the alley snowmen in stilettos. 1

15.        Her Halloween pumpkin smile. 1

16.        From far-fetched fear’s frozen form... 1

17.        So many of us. 1

18.        The past tried to visit today. 1

19.        I felt ill 1

20.        I’m not stupid. 1

21.        So many of us. 1

22.        In the midst of an anticipated storm... 1

23.        With nothing left. 1

Using in ‘The Weeds in My Garden’ Page # 1. 1

24.        In a surrealistic split second. 1

Using in ‘The Weeds in My Garden’ Page # 2. 1

25.        I was born ready. 1

26.        With everywhere to go. 1

27.        Concerned only by how many likes. 1

Using in ‘The Weeds in My Garden’ Page # 3. 1

28.        Before we could laugh. 1

29.        The internationally acclaimed flowers cried. 1

Using in ‘The Weeds in My Garden’ Page # 4. 1

30.  Wanting too much. 1

30.        While dialing up future expectations. 1

31.        While assuming I could be the same. 1

32.        I always wanted to be me. 1

33.        Unlike tomorrow which has only hope. 1

34.        Tricked again. 1

35.        No one speaks my language. 1

36.        Without chaos in my garden. 1

Using in ‘The Weeds in My Garden’ Page # 5. 1

37.        Now cycles new.. 1

38.        As appreciation aspires. 1

39.        Reflected memories. 1

40.        Shortly after losing everything. 1

41.        I thought being me was so difficult. 1

42.        The flower day massacre. 1

Using in ‘The Weeds in My Garden’ Page # 6. 1

43.        Everything seemed correct. 1

44.        We told stories. 1

45.        On the bridge over the river. 1

46.Birth was easy. 1

47.        Having lost my final poem... 1

48.        Old age is bonus time. 1

49.        Thought snippets. 1

50.        In a distant whisper. 1

51.        I made a snowman. 1

52.        Chasing thoughts. 1

53.        So many impressions today. 1

54.        Love is a splash. 1

55.        How soft the first snowflake’s touch. 1

Using in ‘The Weeds in My Garden’ Page # 7. 1

56. The ride to town was so unexpected. 1

57.        Forced lyrics. 1

58.        I ended quicker than I started. 1

59.        I re-wrote my history. 1

60.        I lost my picture of you. 1

61.        As with any distance. 1

62.        Surprised how I began my conversation. 1

Using in ‘The Weeds in My Garden’ Page # 8. 1

63.        We drove through these snowy memories. 1

64.        This place. 1

65.        Comfortable in a rainy sunset. 1

66.        Because I wrote my poem upside down. 1

67.        Checked for random... 1

68.        Weeds in my garden were trying to explain. 1

Using in ‘The Weeds in My Garden’ Page # 9. 1

69.        I knew you desired me. 1

70.        Like the weeds in my garden. 1

Using in ‘The Weeds in My Garden’ Page # 10. 1

71.        Still breeze. 1

72. Back to normal 1

73.        I tried to change. 1

74. She failed to recreate. 1

75. It was so good of you to remember me. 1

76. Soon after being promoted. 1

77.  I returned for the change. 1

76.        After running out. 1

77.        After saying ‘not any mosquitos this year’ 1

78.        As a matter of interest long forgotten. 1

79.        During an appreciative séance. 1

80.        While packaging dreams. 1

81.        In the wilderness of long left love lost. 1

82.        I waited for you. 1

83.        With nothing left to chance. 1

84.        Waves at sea. 1

85.        Thousands of years. 1

86.        While waiting for inspiration. 1

87.        I looked for the living. 1

88.        Woven narratives. 1

89.        Moments gone. 1

90.        In a lost creative moment. 1

91.        Haunted memories quietly appear now so clear it feels like long ago. 1

92.        Elimination. 1

96. Easiest being children. 1

97. If the times as now.. 1

98. Without dreaming. 1

99. In an immaterial moment. 1

100. You were a winding path of peace. 1

102. In my rush to grow up. 1

103. I stored my surplus of dreams. 1

104. A simple life. 1

105. We race through our life. 1

106. Love in the rain. 1

107. So long the times. 1

108. In mystery’s absent silence. 1

109. The sun set with all we needed. 1

110. “you are too bloody loud”. 1

111. Song sung wrong. 1

113. Prophets told jokes. 1

114. I lost my balance. 1

115. With the threat of being discovered. 1

116. I knew it was my turn. 1

117. We stood by. 1

118. I lost you somewhere some time ago. 1

119. In retrospect. 1

120. While planning for the future. 1

121. Cloudy circles of floating dreams. 1

122. I waited at memories end for visions once believed. 1

123. The luxury of dreaming. 1

124. I lost my self today. 1

125. Imagining pretending. 1

126. Not sure whether their current life as roses. 1

129. Broken celebrations. 1

130. Changed routines. 1

135. Disappearing questions. 1

136. Mystery. 1

137. More than. 1

138. We laughed softly. 1

139. In the warmth of my dreams. 1

140.  Somewhat different. 1

141. While waiting for the end. 1

142. We have had a wonderful life. 1

143. In a disconnected evening. 1

144. Without repeating often said. 1

145. We rushed through life. 1

146. I was a suspect in the twisted rather sorted details. 1

147. Shortly before you died. 1

148. Suspended surprise. 1

149. Unfamiliar words. 1

150. Shown forward. 1

152. Lost dim lit spotlight 1

153. Repeated lost thoughts. 1

154. Recycled love. 1

155. Disappointed with their outcome. 1

156. After ignoring. 1

157.  The weeds in my garden. 1

158. Appreciable summarized. 1

159. All the changes at once. 1

160. Lost excitement. 1

161. While sleeping in the garden. 1

162. Such a release. 1

163. The poets in my garden. 1

164. Out here where the stars grow like weeds. 1

165. Inspirational times. 1

166. With the correct direction. 1

167. Day sounds at night. 1

168. Linguistically challenged. 1

169. Like days never existed. 1

170. The reason for my nakedness. 1

171. As I froze to death. 1

172. Standards without debt. 1

173. Buried senses. 1

174. Unable to love on cue. 1

175. So much. 1

176. All left behind. 1

178. I made up. 1

179. Ran out of time. 1

180. The shortest thought. 1

181. An upright circle. 1

182. A broken average. 1

183. Replaced my thoughts with hers. 1

*184. I watched a broken moon. 1

185. I delivered my burden. 1

186. I can’t believe it. 1

187. Felt strange all day. 1

188. I missed the end. 1

189. Drifting clouds. 1

190. I will miss you so much. 1

Using in ‘The Weeds in My Garden’ Page # 22. 1

191. Like life. 1

192. What I enjoy. 1

193. Quietly inner pains separated. 1

194. Surprised. 1

195. In a playful moment. 1

196. I didn’t forget your birthday. 1

197. In the rubble and chaos. 1

198. Inconsequential sequential abnormality. 1

199. I tripped over indifference. 1

200. Long after I had died. 1

201. I wrote my life story with a pencil 1

202. The weeds in my garden. 1

Using in ‘The Weeds in My Garden’ Page # 23. 1

203. I put my beliefs into my vitalizer. 1

204. The weeds in my garden. 1

Using in ‘The Weeds in My Garden’ Page # 24. 1

205. I can hear the wind. 1

206. In memory of the weeds in my garden. 1

Using in ‘The Weeds in My Garden’ Page # 25. 1

207. While watching galaxies waltz. 1

208. I am a minimalist. 1

209. In a mutual happy moment 1

210. I made a space in space. 1

211. Starting as seeds too. 1

Using in ‘The Weeds in My Garden’ Page # 26. 1

212. In a misguided expression of equality. 1

Using in ‘ 1

213. I repositioned my memories. 1

214. Long before the weeds in my garden. 1

Using in ‘ 1

216. Toward the end of my life. 1

217. Anymore words. 1

218. In a resentful revenge tirade. 1

Using in ‘ 1

219. I often wonder. 1

220. Today came and went. 1

221. Short fallings of my search for you. 1

222. Softly I touched my memory of you. 1

223. I traded my life with the weeds in my garden. 1

Using in ‘ 1

224. The perception. 1

225. I relived our life again today. 1

226. Our love continued long after the fire went out. 1

227. In the alternative life I live. 1

228. I love going to sleep. 1

229. The weeds in my garden celebrated my laziness. 1

230. All that will be left at the end. 1

231. I was going to write the best poem ever. 1

232. Laying in wait. 1

233. I tattooed an image of God. 1

234. I watched my shadow age rapidly. 1

235. Reading your letter. 1

236. Learning in rhythm to your thoughts. 1

237. When the Tooth Fairy. 1

238. Wanting to know what comes next. 1

239. The weeds in my garden. 1

240. When I died. 1

241. I never wrote about fruit. 1

242. I  thought I had discarded the past. 1

242. I thought I had discarded the past. 1

243. Thunder clears my mind. 1

244. Naked again. 1

*245. Frequently significant renditions. 1

246. Riding side-saddle on my shadow.. 1

*247. I would not know where to start. 1

*248. If the morning sky wore plaid. 1

249. Today was only available in limited edition. 1

251. I love change. 1

252. Long after I am dead. 1

253. I wore red socks on the crowded train. 1

*254. So close the flames. 1

255. The weeds in my garden believed they were posing for an Instagram pic. 1

Using in ‘The Weeds in My Garden’ Page #37. 1

256. After the change I was still the same. 1

257. As a vegetarian for more than fifty years. 1

Using in ‘The Weeds in My Garden’ Page #38. 1

*258. In the future robots will dream... 1

259. I dream of being a poem-writing robot. 1

260. Every morning I listen to the wind. 1

261. I put yesterday on a pedestal 1

262. In an anti-poet sequence. 1

263. There are more than ten-billion thoughts per minute. 1

264. Not further to go. 1

265. Obtuse passions. 1

266. So much learned So much forgotten. 1

267. While lost in symmetrical illusionary thoughts of you. 1

268. I deleted everything on my computer, hard drive, in the cloud. 1

269. Escape trails. 1

270. I feel lucky to have come so far. 1

*271. Turbulence signs. 1

272. I dedicated my life to being lost. 1

273. Continuous beneath a full moon sea cruise. 1

*274. I took my dead friends and family on a sea cruise. 1

275. Splendid this passing time. 1

276. I believed in my sinking feelings in the past. 1

277. Too much responsibility holding the world together. 1

278. We Americans in Tallinn Estonia. 1

279. I took sleeping pills. 1

280. Every sunset the same. 1

281. We are in enemy waters. 1

* 282. I thought I could repeat my lost love life. 1

283. After they bombed the palace. 1

284. It was my birthday today. 1

285. Too late in the day. 1

* 286. Now that I am seventy-years old. 1

287. I felt ridiculous looking at my reflection. 1

288. After going through another time zone. 1

289. Distant falls. 1

*290. They spelled my name wrong. 1

291. Well worth the visit. 1

*292. So easy to stop wars. 1

293. Too quick the slow.. 1

294. During a pause to reflect. 1

295. Halfway to the centre. 1

296. We danced in rhythm... 1

297. Soon after we landed. 1

298. Now that I am embedded within the imaginary me. 1

299. Not sure whether to cross out. 1

300. My mother tweeted me. 1

301. Smudged love. 1

302. The dead no longer dream... 1

303. I felt your breath. 1

304. We left the windows open. 1

*305. ‘In ruins’ 1

306. Every morning I wake up to discover. 1

307. In a discreditable delusion. 1

308. We left out the details. 1

309. Now that I am in Denmark. 1

Using in ‘The Weeds in My Garden’ Page # 39. 1

310. I stood still 1

311. So well the stop. 1

312. If it wasn’t for that damn drunken dance. 1

*313. Before turning seventy. 1

314. I tried to change your view of me. 1

315. While intent survives. 1

316. Whispers along the sand dunes. 1

*317. What is so healing about writing poetry. 1

318. I daydream because I always have. 1

319. Typical over the counter dreams. 1

320. Since turning 70 11 days ago. 1

321. In the midst of a terrifying dream... 1

322. I started today. 1

323. Too few the turns. 1

324. Robots will not dream... 1

*325. If you close your eyes. 1

326. I keep boxes next to my bed. 1

327. ‘Thanks for appreciating how much I love you’ 1

*328. The night was filled with hunger. 1

329. I shared my secret with the weeds in my garden. 1

Using in ‘The Weeds in My Garden’ Page # 40. 1

330. Should surprise suddenly shoulder salvations. 1

331. So many apples fell from the tree. 1

332. I have two pet mice. 1

333. If I were an artist. 1

334. The alarm of injustice. 1

335. In an exhaustive melody. 1

336. Everyone hates me on social media. 1

337. The nightmare of my creativity. 1

338. Failure has no prose. 1

339. As with any drunken rodeo cowboy. 1

340. The party died. 1

*341. After the ferry sank. 1

342. Survival is not a party trick. 1

343. The last person to remember me. 1

*344. As with any well-earned karma. 1

345. In a whirlwind romance. 1

346. We opened the window to listen to the rain rhythms. 1

347. We danced the night away. 1

348. Space has no distance. 1

349. I keep a vacuum... 1

350. Not knowing. 1

351. My friends now all dead. 1

*352. I rode today side-saddle. 1

353. I put tattoos over scars. 1

354. In a post-world world. 1

355. In the future there will be no past. 1

*356. While running naked through the alley. 1

357. What a disaster. 1

358. Kissing shadows on a warm storm worn jetty. 1

*359. Such a small percentage of what I create. 1

*360. I love the way bubbles of dreams float over Denmark. 1

*361. What I enjoy of being 70. 1

362. It is annoying that this poem went viral 1

363. I saw you today dancing on the shore. 1

364. I tried to decipher the sounds of birds in my garden. 1

365. In a copywritten moment. 1

*366. In too short a moment. 1

367. Chocolate Wine Lego. 1

368. Without doubt. 1

369. I lost my place in too many turned pages. 1

370. I put love on trial 1

371. I painted my dark side. 1

372. Shut down all systems. 1

373. Luck was on its way. 1

374. In anticipation of a long-lost dream... 1

375. To me it was just another photo shoot. 1

*376. Foreign faces with foreign voices. 1

377. Fast falling Friday freedom... 1

378. In a dazzling array of confusing symbolism.. 1

379. Started again. 1

380. In a non-productive moment 1

381. Before I began servicing my multiple personalities. 1

382. Predictions drain facts. 1

383. As one who never gets lost. 1

384. At the end of my life. 1

385.  Sand washed upon the shore of the fjord. 1

386. So much easier to blog now.. 1

387. I waited for 70 years. 1

388. I had the travel bug. 1

389. Shortly after completing my best and final 1

390. While collecting mushrooms. 1

391. Simple so often to be easily different. 1

392. I pushed forward. 1

393. Thanks for forgetting me. 1

394. I am writing a novel 1

395. I changed my looks to appear as the abstract tattoo. 1

*396. At the museum of broken hearts. 1

*397. At my funeral I wore virtual glasses. 1

*398. I run naked in the rain. 1

*399. I dropped the script for my life in the fjord. 1

400. I live my life as a surprise. 1

401. My writing is a sponge. 1

*402. I made a token effort to change. 1

403. I prefer to fall 1

404. In wrinkled lace are wrapped thoughts of you. 1

405. Where wind refuses to rest. 1

406. Melting reason producing rational hallucinations. 1

407. While replicating a life once known. 1

408. Without an audience. 1

409. Waiting wanting watching. 1

410. Laughing is a cure. 1

411. I drew a map. 1