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Skylarks Are Shot in France Despite Vaughan Williams

Skylarks Are Shot in France Despite Vaughan Williams Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The skylark soars above the corpses on The battlefield of live doctrinal hate. There often has been one bright sunny...

Burning Burnt Orange

 Burning Burnt Orange Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  There’s orange and then there’s orange of silk.  That lords It over other colors.  Purple bows Before it.  Others have no right in chords...

Holy, Holy, Holy Lips

           Holy, Holy, Holy Lips Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary If I had holy lips, my mouth would bring Them to the sacred spaces that all know, Especially those ones our seers sing. Sublime prophetic lips...

The Gasp of Moons

              The Gasp of Moons Moons suffer subtle tortures.  All around Them float sweet stars, sweet water drops that wink At them.  Sweet twinkling cruelties abound. Sahara dry, the moons can never drink. A shooting star or asteroid might hit A moon, but water...

Where Sandspurs and Mosquitoes Thrive

Where Sandspurs and Mosquitoes Thrive Modern poetry modern verse conteFmporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  For Matt Gaetz In Florida the afternoons are a parched With crush of slugs called damp and guck and heat. The slugs leave slime on...