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The Month of Dying Beauty

  The Month of Dying Beauty The month of dying beauty made of leaves That bleed with scarlet, crimson, and the flash Of orange, hurtful yellows and bright sheaves Of golden, sickled hay revealed a gash. A wound in present time was opened by My finding of a cache of...

Recovered?

           Recovered? Recovered?  Covered once with scars, before That with the Mylar we call love, my heart Deals gingerly with this collection.  More Reflective sonnet talents in the art Of poetry and love have run ahead Of my discovery of little gifts Forgotten in...

Promises and Lies

            Promises and Lies I send a card with animals–a mare And foal, a badger, and a fox and fawn– Facetiously upbraiding you.  “Unfair!” I claim.  It seems that you were sick and wan, Had promised you’d “bounce back” by...

Petaled Appeal

                 Petaled Appeal Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem I send you all of me that bows, both built To last and doomed to fade, endure and fail, As flowers that have colors which will wilt, As...

Crossing Out Bars

           Crossing Out Bars Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Our love had never settled into notes Or melded into melodies.  The heat Grew high enough, but flaming seas burn boats Instead of making...

As Thermonuclear as Sodom

As Thermonuclear as Sodom Miraculously  clouds of that hot sort That swirled around us, you and me, embraced Us.  Arms like these do not allow retort. They hug as hot as those Elijah’s raced To heaven suffered.  Yet then unlike those Our clouds held us together all...