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Ultraviolet Poetry

     Ultraviolet Poetry   True poetry tries not to be a phrase Or meaning, but a color God forgot To make, a tint of blue perhaps, a phase   https://images.app.goo.gl/wA9L2aQmRaqN9KgU9   Of orange, that purple punctured Jesus sought When vinegar in sponge was forced...

Communion

                    Communion            Under the cherry Blooms there is no one who is           An utter stranger. ~ Issa, Englished by Phillip Whidden Some circumstances turn us all to friends Or bring us closer than stray strangers set Apart.  The pinkness arching...

Heart Disease

                   Heart Disease Men think to use gold, trivialities, To turn their superstitions, nonsense of Their so-called thought, to firm realities. They pile up symbols of agape love, Like golden crucifixes, golden rings And gilded crosses all around a snap Of...

The Verges of Oblivion

          The Verges of Oblivion   Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  These ones lie now in death except in scraps Like tombstones, marriage licenses, and birth Certificates.  From these no useful maps Can...

cows two days before a funeral

        cows two days before a funeral Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem  Proverbs 26:11 When Queen Elizabeth is dead, brown cows Will, still, be lying in the Windsor fields. The autumn fields will hint...