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Abundance

           Abundance The gentleness of lips contemplating A kiss, or speaking, calls up fullness through The heart or thought.  The lips give due weighting To passion in the chest, in senses true To honesty, or mysteries unknown But felt.  The softness of the mouth...

Liberties and a White Picket Fence

Liberties and a White Picket Fence “I wished we were in the quiet of my room. . . He was being my friend again, as no other being on earth had ever been, really, and I would do as he wished.  ‘You know you are the only one,’ I said suddenly, my own voice sounding...

Come Walk Across My Heart

                     Come Walk Across my Heart My heart’s a fiery organ all for you. It’s searing strength and lightwaves are just for One.  It originated as hard blue. When you have turned into nothing more Than fiery coal, its full intensity Will rage like solar...

Holy of Holies

                Holy of Holies Since science now explains away most things We cared about as mysteries, like love And joy, men feel that they have lost their wings, Or, rather, never had them held above Their hearts, their shoulders, and their praying heads. We...

The Products of Love’s Smog

The Products of Love’s Smog The older poet dreamed perhaps of past Emotions with the younger one (of France And beds), dreamed, dreamed in daylight and the last Night hour as wakefulness began to prance Across subconsciousness of London’s dawn. The elder man created...

HMS Implacable

               HMS Implacable              “Because you loved me as it had to be.”            ~ Paul Verlaine in “To Arthur Rimbaud” We love the thought of love and fate combined. We love the grand idea that lust is out Of our control like earthquakes.  Disinclined To...