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Artless as L. S. Lowry

    Artless as L. S. Lowry A Rembrandt darkness falls upon us, they And me.  I cannot see them now except As figures draped in richest robes.  The prey Of time (called death) they’ve worn brocade and slept In sand beneath the ground, each separate plot Concealing...

Reincarnation

                          Reincarnation The spirit wishes it could look back to Its body, not the rotted one, and see The firm young form with hair and holy blue Of Mary’s robe in clear young eyes still free Of intimations of their death.  The hair, The blond head...

Redolence

              Redolence Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem As empty as a bed without a man, His warmth and hair, his shoulder and his thrust, His smell and breath, that widened, spread thigh span, Is...

Flies

                  Flies “I am a crazed dingo with fresh babies lying in a circle around me.” ~ Jaime Mathis, It Rises and Falls In Dennis Nilsen’s dreams a garland of Young men is laid out all around him for His delectation.  They had wanted love (Or maybe Smirnoff...

The Cat

               The Cat Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem That cat will lie on what you want or walk Where you would go.  He curls round and round As if developing his om to mock Your zen-less...