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The Laughing Heart

your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.

be on the watch.

there are ways out.

there is a light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.

be on the watch.

the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.

you can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.

and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.

your life is your life.
know it while you have it.

you are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you.
 
 Charles Bukowski poetry



Magnify the mute






 Charles Bukowski poetry


The Laughing Heart

your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.

be on the watch.

there are ways out.

there is a light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.

be on the watch.

the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.

you can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.

and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.

your life is your life.
know it while you have it.

you are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you.
 



waiting the bird

                                   





urban shadows






   
Safe

the house next door makes me
sad.
both man and wife rise early and
go to work.
they arrive home in early evening.
they have a young boy and a girl.
by 9 p.m. all the lights in the house
are out.
the next morning both man and
wife rise early again and go to
work.
they return in early evening.
By 9 p.m. all the lights are
out.

the house next door makes me
sad.
the people are nice people, I
like them.

but I feel them drowning.
and I can't save them.

they are surviving.
they are not
homeless.

but the price is
terrible.

sometimes during the day
I will look at the house
and the house will look at
me
and the house will
weep, yes, it does, I
feel it.
  
Charles Bukowski poetry


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