Tag Archives: Tarringo T. Vaughan

Liberated Poet

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This is my declaration; a literary celebration of the shackles lifted from my pen freeing the expression of my ink into an explosive fireworks of creation. Because for so long I hesitated to share my voice, afraid to be heard but now my mind sings and rejoice the plight of all I hid inside; now […]

D O U B T

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Shadow-of-a-Doubt

There can be no progression in this world if you keep allowing yourself to fall. It was one of those days that the reflection in the mirror wasn’t someone I wanted to see. Everywhere I went I saw someone who kept holding me back; someone who tripped me over and over onto the grounds of […]

October’s Fest

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I taste a Pumpkin spiced Ale in the brisk afternoon winds of October’s kiss.  I feel the celebration of early harvest all around me as a festival of leaves scatter through the barren parking lots and over worn down curbs blanketing the architecture of footprints   with the fabric of golden orange, bright yellow and […]

brothers

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Brothers

    Inspired by Lucille Clifton’s poem “sisters”     you and I are brothers. we cry the same.   you and I see eye to eye coming from the same place.   you and I like rhyming our tears and drying up our fears.   you and I try standing up to pain and […]

Words Unsaid

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A heart once mute – tears of silence that at a young age just wouldn’t compute the confusion and delusions hidden within a soul held hostage by fear – for many years, so many words unsaid I just couldn’t find the expressive freedom to let out the emotions rampaging as confused thoughts inside my head. […]

The Places We Call Home

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Everlasting memories – those familiar places we have known embrace our soul during times when we feel we are alone even when days are gray and the world turns cold we find our comfort in the places we call home. There are tears out there –journeys of sadness roaming homeless sidewalks thinking no one cares. […]

Lost Ones

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I write for their eyes as I narrate the loneliness they feel from inside the of hidden identities that have become immersed within the transparent confusion of society’s delusion. Some are brave and stand alone on judgment’s concrete stone afraid to shine their difference in the dampened skies where hateful eyes plagiarize their souls to […]

On The Other Side Of Nowhere

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…and I didn’t belong there, but for that moment, I wasn’t supposed to be anywhere else. We didn’t have much in common except we were men, unattached and seeking companionship. He talked nonsense and I nodded my head as if I actually had interest. But we were there, sharing time because either one of us […]

T R A F F I C

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Traffic

The world moves faster when there is no place to go.   That statement is not always true until you find yourself moving in slow traffic on a busy street when you have some place to be.  Isn’t it funny how time never waits for us but we are always waiting for time?  Every minute […]

Deep Blue Chicago Sky

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Chicago

    There are no clouds today as alone in this cold hotel bed I lay   The warmth of my lover is far away but just the thought of him is making my mind feel quite okay   and although I am miles away, in a new place, just minutes away from a new […]