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Cobalt and Amber:  Prometheus

Cobalt and Amber:  Prometheus Daydreaming Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem If I could shape the first man, I would make Him cobalt blue,  his eyes a Viking blue, His nose a righteous Grecian one to shake...

Creation

                            Creation Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The universe that wasn’t . . . just . . . got . . . bored. It yawned and burped out big time.  From the yawn And belch...

Silence in the Southern Hills

         Silence in the Southern Hills The words forget reality as soon As they begin to form somewhere inside The brain.  They start as thought that changes noon To mist, or weddings with a kidnapped bride. The words replace what they would leap to do. They grasp at...

Cherry Trees, Apple Trees, Crabapple Trees as Temple Domes

Cherry Trees, Apple Trees, Crabapple Trees as Temple Domes Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Our souls go out of us when cherries bloom. Our souls go winging out, but not quite free. Instead they have to...