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John 1 verse 3

John 1:3 Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The insects and the birds sing out their sounds As if to make a choir of imps combined With seraphim all singing separate rounds Together, notes and screes of...

Seven Seals

       Seven Seals Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem We tend to speak like ghosts, their words contained In mysteries.  We include a shoulder, eyes Of carved gem blue, a wrist with blue blood stained Before...

If Only

If Only Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem If only girls were more like flowers, their hands Like petals gesturing in breeze-blown loves Of innocence that burn like harmless brands, Or dressed in...

Futile Female Supplication

Futile Female Supplication Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The eyes of women suffer worst, because There are no angels and because their wings Have never been.  They do not fly through gauze Of stellar...

Fourteen, Twice Seven . . . and More

Fourteen, Twice Seven . . . and More Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary  poem   The sonnet in its little zoom [or something like that} ~ Wordsworth The sonnet is a chrysalis, yet you Must open it.  The creature,...