Ello

Thomas Okeefe (@thomasokeefe)

Former US Army, Farmer, Security, Factory Worker and other pursuits. Now I write, enjoy Photography and study Nature. Most of my poems are somewhat dark. My Halloween efforts are inspired by Poe, my general poems by life.

Mostly though I'm just inspired by the words alone.

Location: Weedsport, NY, USA

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Post by Thomas Okeefe (@thomasokeefe) on Sun, 09 Dec 18 14:35:43 +0000

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There's a place in my mind where I keep you, a fox in a field of flowers. As a wolf, in the darkness I meet you, to play through reality's hours. A touch from a...

Post by Thomas Okeefe (@thomasokeefe) on Fri, 07 Dec 18 00:04:14 +0000

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None before had held her
No-one felt her heart
Only I alone it seems
had made her feelings start

Like a fool I cast aside
her love, so gentle and so shy
Leavin...

Post by Thomas Okeefe (@thomasokeefe) on Tue, 04 Dec 18 14:47:04 +0000

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Together

I remember when we met,
you hearing me,
I seeing you.
Falling together.

I remember when we made love,
You lay below me,
I lay within you.
Coming toge...

Post by Thomas Okeefe (@thomasokeefe) on Fri, 30 Nov 18 02:17:20 +0000

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I can write most anything, just out of my head, but I can't write you Lover, back into my bed...
@micro_poetics

Post by Thomas Okeefe (@thomasokeefe) on Mon, 26 Nov 18 14:53:26 +0000

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Can the soul be but a finite thing, to fade ere flesh doth rot?

Shall time erase the wonder as I gaze upon lifes lot?

Will it steal from the memory the bein...

Post by Thomas Okeefe (@thomasokeefe) on Mon, 26 Nov 18 14:52:02 +0000

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Tryin' still to find where my ragged edges belong.
Pieces out of place.
Jigsaw puzzle's forced together hard,
just to fill a space.
Used to know what spot was m...

Post by Thomas Okeefe (@thomasokeefe) on Sun, 25 Nov 18 14:58:11 +0000

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A warmth surrounds me as I speak your name,
though I know many others named the same,
their image never comes to me.
It's you alone I always see.
My heart is st...

Post by Thomas Okeefe (@thomasokeefe) on Sat, 24 Nov 18 14:07:57 +0000

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I write. Where I start never tells me where it'll go, but I write it. Then I stop feelin' fer a while...

Post by Thomas Okeefe (@thomasokeefe) on Sat, 24 Nov 18 14:06:31 +0000

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Free of my sins, an Angel flies,
like a songbird in the skies,
and loose, her weight takes it's worth.
leaves me heavier to the earth,
and pulls me down, pulls ...

Post by Thomas Okeefe (@thomasokeefe) on Thu, 22 Nov 18 14:05:04 +0000

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Fair child, whither goes thou,
riding that dun, mealy cow?
To Tara Sir, to make my fame.
With spear or sword it's all the same.
But battle wore upon the lad,
hi...