More Poems From The Past

By Bruce Bressack  1/29/2004  Boomers

I'm Guilty!  The evidence is clear.  I am a shameless, self-promoting "artist".

Now that that's out of the way, here are some more poems from my book, 'Poems from the Past', which will be published in March 2004.

Hope you enjoy the "ride"!

Sincerely,

Bruce Bressack

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Beginnings

Existence is only a matter

of holding every second,

ever so gently,

in thankful hands.

 

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Explore Every Pore

The world, in my world,

is a seething,

passionate circus;

a play of survival.

 

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Stare Out

You stood there raucous angel,

smooth street fighter,

split,

ready to recoil.

 

You stood there raucous angel,

delicate toughness,

shining,

through hints of darkness.

 

You stood there raucous angel,

slow-motion marching,

fist tight,

stalking the night.

 

You stood there raucous angel......

 

but like toothless fossil

of forgetfulness,

time erodes all memory of you,

inch, by superficial inch.

 

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Synthesis

Art is…

synthesis of emotion,

clearly defined,

infinitely focused,

retrospect,

current,

incomprehensible.

 

Art is…

synthesis of devotion,
forever constant,

segmented solid,

ambitious,

desirous,

inconclusive.

 

Art is.

 

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Bruce Bressack is a singer-songwriter, producer and freelance writer currently living in New England. He’s a 52 year old baby-boomer, ex-Yuppie, ex-New Yorker, guitar-slingin’, piano-slappin’, finally ‘retired’, television tube lover...

Bruce Bressack can be reached at bbressack@hippopress.com

 

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