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A Poem from Glossolalia:  Men and Angels

 A Poem from Glossolalia:            Men and Angels “Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not love, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.” I Corinthians 13:1   Agreeable and thoughtful, is that quite Enough?  No, not if he is...

Straight Road Willows

                        Straight Road Willows Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The friend has gone along the long straight road With willows all along on left and right. Their greenness does not...

“unsettled by the devotion he aroused”

“unsettled by the devotion he aroused” The complication with high carat gold In men is no one knows quite how to cope With “gorgeous” in a guy.  His beauties scold All those around him.  Most go off and mope Because they know they do not have a chance At him or when...

Rupert Wanted Surrender

        Rupert Wanted Surrender  “Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate.    Love sells the proud heart’s citadel to fate.”~ Rupert Brooke Would women be as likely as a man To write such sentiments, to think of love As breaching walled in strength, as Æthelstan...

Angels Are Never Blue Except in Hollywood

Angels Are Never Blue Except in Hollywood The Tinsel Town attempt to stop the heart Is far too obvious, just like its screened Stupidities for teenage boys.  A tart Poised on a staircase after being preened Shows off her legs like Cyd Charisse.  A stool Displays the...

Feeling Like Eternity and Not Just the Golden Era

Feeling Like Eternity and Not Just the Golden Era That halo light from Hollywood shines down Across the decades.  Garbo’s eyes still glow And Marilyn enwrapped in glitter gown, The sequins spangled, neckline cut so low The breast bone almost passed between those...