Best Poem of A.J. Caughey

Strain
God fashioned me blessed
Carved me from the marble
A body to work
A mind to think
And a mouth to sing his praises

But soul erodes stone
And as I strain against the rocks
They crumble away

In time
I will cast my shadow over their rubble . . .
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Here, I Have The Power
Now you’re on the page.
Where I have the power.
Where I can color you yellow,
Paint you abusing, dangerous, scared –
Scarred.
Show your hands, snares
Show your eyes, bait
Your smile
hungry.
On paper
I will never be yours,
A wallower on my knees.
Not as long as I have this pen to . . .
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