Jeff's Poetry

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28 poems · all collections

be afraid

January 10, 2026 · Artifact

and still do the right thing, for courage comes with fear, not an absence of. be cognizant of the many foxes eyeing that steak, it is the last one on the table
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skin deep

December 28, 2025 · Artifact

sure wish it was different when this is supposed to be an exception. how the mind plays games! seeing things not quite there, pretending this is still grade school when hair has turned white,
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fake

December 26, 2025 · Artifact

to have, to hold, to be to toil, to climb, to resist to frustrate, to find exuberance, to fall to learn, to withdraw, to bleed to overcome, to be deceived, to tempt to hail, to sputter nonsense, to be foolish
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counterfeit

November 4, 2025 · Artifact

cheap grace it is called when past becomes stamped on today: again the same motions of bowing, repentance and an audience wowed, and the coffers are heavy with illicit activity, boogeyman wishing to say something,
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glitter

October 26, 2025 · Artifact

like a diamond, pretend it is not what you want it makes you look humble, false humility does you wonders! shaking your head, eyes downcast, your heart races at the prize of being up and above, held for all to see, to gaze
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unlearn

October 21, 2025 · Artifact

what had been taught, recited, memorized because a child knows no better then trips on what had been learned when stumbles come about, a cut, a slap, regret but the teachers have gone on their own way, seeing their fantasies fulfilled
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it's not yours

October 20, 2025 · Artifact

a something stolen, like a kiss that felt to be something more lingers. in the mind, turns to the heart, claws her way in to the core, the altar of sacrifice is an idol that looks like me.
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belief

October 17, 2025 · Artifact

faith, you told me to have faith and yet i never did stop when the river turned red. you saw it too didn't you? my hands covered in blood not mine ... ...
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morph

September 29, 2025 · Artifact

blurred out, fuzzy, clearly no way out. sharpened mind takes steady steps as nervous steps become more assured when the lines reintegrate from airy views, perceptions
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