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Flotsam

3/23/2015

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Like detritus on the seashore,

Shirts, pants, books, cover the floor.

Scattered around like seashells,

Myriad items lay where they fell,

Tossed by the waves of a woman,

Who’s hectic life like the ocean,

Never stops moving to and fro,

She always has somewhere to go.


(I found this poem I'd written for a creative writing class back in college and thought it was decent enough to still bear sharing.)
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The Hibernian

2/28/2012

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The Moon smiles at me like Chester the Cat.
A drag on my pipe, a puff of smoke later,
I smile right back as I tip my hat.
“Another Sweet Josie,” I tell the waiter.
I scribble, setting slip’ry thoughts solid.
Like ocean waves inside I ride my buzz.
Writing a record of all that I did,
All that I thought and felt the world was.
In Luna’s light I write in deep delight.
The noisy pub, the greasy grub, only add
To the wellspring of words that fit just right.
A night all to myself thoroughly had.

© Andrew J. Goggans 2012
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Humbled Anew

10/8/2008

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I often wonder,
I so often muse,
After I blunder
And my way thus lose,
Or "My will!" thunder
And Thy love abuse,
How Thou doth show me
Exactly where and
How I so failed Thee.
A touch from Thy hand
Bends my stubborn knee,
Shows me childish, and
Doth wholly suffice
To melt my hard heart
And make me realize
Just how great Thou art.

© Andrew J. Goggans 2008

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Trudging On

4/11/2008

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Deep to my soul it clings,
A wordless thought I cannot speak
A heavy tangle of feelings
Which I've wrestled for many aweek.
As verbose as I can be,
Still my tongue fails me.

It's not quite depression
That eats and eats away in me:
A pent up frustration
Oh so slowly poisoning me.
It sickens to the bone
as I struggle

                                        alone.


© Andrew J. Goggans 2008
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    Andrew J. Goggans

    A medical writer and freelance wordsmith in the Raleigh, NC area, I devote my time to various writing endeavors and to life with my wife and three lovely daughters. Described by friends as a "modern hobbit," I record my efforts, adventures, and contemplations here and at Skipping Bachelorhood.

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