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Phenomenal

               Phenomenal .A kiss is more than lips, spit, tongues and teeth .Luxuriating in a bedroom’s heat, .Exploring to blue veins and nerves beneath .Conventions recognized by skin.  The beat — .Against the ribcage in each chest — of hearts...

Incomplete Creation

       Incomplete Creation I made you up, did I, I made up all? Were you the one I loved or were you just What mind and heart created, like a doll To stick long pins of love in, pins of lust, A doll more muscular than voodoo, you? I think I could have made up curled...

. . . Mais

               . . . Mais Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem If love were sovereign, we would navigate The dark canals of instinct in a bright Blue gondola, our songs reverberate A sea-shell colored,...

Anatomy of Love: To a Nurse

          Anatomy of Love:                To a Nurse Dawn comes to where your solid throat and jaw Lie cupped in fingers not distracted by This wedding ring, and where your liquid eye (Behind its frail, fringed lid) twitches in awe Of nightmare threats both powerful...

Doorways

              Doorways Warning:  This sonnet is illustrated at the end by an explicit sexual image.  Do not proceed if you think you might be offended. The shoulder of the carpenter expands As shaved aroma curls from wood — and I Recall your hair.  Pulsed...

Lost Golden Prizes

                   Lost Golden Prizes “from longing for the loves too high to gain”  ~  Pindar, Pyth. IV, 92                                   That man or woman that you wanted so, So much that swelling of your heart made pain A palpable impression, caused...