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He Wore his Royal Robes to Lead Out in Matins and Vespers

He Wore his Royal Robes to Lead Out in Matins and Vespers Some lines of verse by Robert King of France Sing, simply pious, from one thousand years Gone by.  We analyze them, though, askance Because his holiness had fatal fears Like flaming coals inside it.  He was so...

24-carat Dreamscape

24-carat Dreamscape Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem When dining off gold plates, I think of you, Yes, not of Greek ambassadors around The tables of the Persian court.  Peru Might spring to mind where...

Prophecy from the Future

       Prophecy from the Future Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem You flew, the prophecy the future sent To me.  You levitated up above My present and my past.  My space/time bent Around you.  This is...

Carving Out the Measure of Devotion

Carving Out the Measure of Devotion Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem You hardly know the truth of passion till You put it in the context of its doom. It seems as hot as sun spots or the spill Of lava...

Heterodox

                 Heterodox Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem When first he kissed, his name and family dis appeared, his father and his brothers van ished, and his mother and his aunties mis conceived...

Le crème

                 Le crème The mouth would speak.  The poem disappears. The heart desires to love.  Sweat fades away, Though.  Passion lasts for moments, not for years. He sits alone, Parisian café Amour around him where he used to sit With more than newsprint words. ...