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Love’s Predestination

       Love’s Predestination The baby Cain asleep upon the breast Of Eve with Adam looking fondly on Would be enough to make the sight arrest Unease in anyone.  At that white dawn Of motherhood with Eve as God designed Her lovingly, her man as beautiful In her fond...

Infatuation

                     Infatuation I think that you could once have reached to take The sun down from the sky and put it in Your bedroom.  I, a new Sir Francis Drake, Would not have thought it any sort of sin To lay my heart down there beside that sun For you prop your...

White Petals and Yellow Pollen

  White Petals and Yellow Pollen Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem This, then, the open face we wish that we Could see throughout the universe, the pure, The innocence are utter.  We would see These...

Inspiration

                  Inspiration Our days and nights are blind like Homer, blind And seeing, deep and wide, but still inept. Time carries us through life but like a mind Confused through madness.  Life remains adept At fraud, poetically and just with scales Upon its...

Moanasteries, More Like

             Moanasteries, More Like Most prayers are cramped things.  They are far too full Of names, though mostly just the one, your name. Prayers think that childishly their words may pull A loveless god (or God) to feel some shame For not observing our exactest...

Harvest and Outside Harvesting

Harvest and Outside Harvesting   1 Kings 8: “Then spake Solomon: “The Lord said that he would dwell in the thick darkness.” First Samuel 22: “He made darkness pavilions round about Him, dark waters.” Psalm 18:11: “He made darkness his secret place.”   The harvesting...