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Sarmentus Deliciae, Augustus, and Falernian Intoxication

Sarmentus Deliciae, Augustus,   and Falernian Intoxication A few of us (and I am one) are known By name when centuries have passed. Just one Peculiar quality defines us.  Grown Men cannot do without us for their fun. Our beauty is intoxicating from The first sip that...

The Vanishing

         The Vanishing Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  A perfect poem that a poet knew (Or nearly knew) attempted to escape From in his ribs and mind.  It almost grew. He got a glimpse of it, its shining...

Prospero Protecting his Hoard

Prospero Protecting his Hoard My kitty growls when he is given food He loves.  He can’t control himself.  Nope.  He Curmurs and hisses.  Really he is rude To those who feed him, goes into a spree Of crude expletives, hunkers down and grabs A mouthful just in case I...