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Cherry Petals and Bronze

          Cherry Petals and Bronze The temple bell resounds right through the white Of cherry blossoms making them more pale, Transparent almost.  They become more slight. The sound rings sacred, making them a veil For death since April clothes herself in doom. Their...

Sleeping

                           Sleeping   On top, a pale, thin blanket, gray; below A plain white sheet, and next a pink, strong pink And white-striped nightie, then the scratched up dough Of old-age flesh, no use to try to prink Her up with wig or Positano clothes She...

At Last

                    At Last “The death of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most poetical topic in the world” ~ Edgar Allan Poe Although her hair has not been tinted or Recolored, it has lavender inside It, peeking out toward death’s wide...

As She Lies on Her Deathbed

        As She Lies on Her Deathbed The tulip petals have been turned to pale Translucent beauty in their death. The oval petals have become a veil For ghosts to wear, like fragrance from the breath Of phantoms.  Lavender has faded, dawn Reduced, a fading caused by...

Beyond

                        Beyond Beyond this writing of ourselves upon Eternity, we need the finite veins Of heart.  It teaches love is not withdrawn When we have left.  Love hovers leaving stains As breath upon the air of heaven’s light. The light and air both...

Peony Darker Pink Speckling

                    Peony Darker Pink Speckling Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The mottling that comes before the death Of peonies is beautiful and yet An ugliness, a patent shibboleth Belonging to...