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Insatiable

                 Insatiable Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Insatiable, your death creates a hole That sucks, a vacuum, a vortex made Of solar wind without a sun.  No coal Was ever black as this.  No...

Love Always Leads to Let Down

       Love Always Leads to Let Down My Prospero has changed to jumping up And settling down in comfort on my lap. I move my palm and fingers, making cup Of love around his rump.  He moves to nap The way that cats do, circling with pink paws And winding down with nose...

Vacuum Filled by Lavishness

             Vacuum Filled by Lavishness Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem ...

We Had a Dog Once 

                We Had a Dog Once  We had a dog once whom (?) my brother killed. This little doggie should have lived a long, Long time because she was so small. She filled My mother’s heart with little warmths like song Despite the high-pitched barking, barking...

After the Regicide

              After the Regicide The cats scream out soprano, tenor love And desperate alto love beneath.  They know A deeper meaning, one of passion, shove And claws we humans have forgotten.  So Intense their hatred which they wrap up in Their wooing that we feel...

Fast

                            Fast I lay my hands against his fur.  Its black Glows, glossed, on light green of our duvet top, The counterpane.  My fingers warm his back And side.  They warm me, too.  My cat’s gone plop To sleep in black and white and green.  This calm...