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Zip, Zap, Slap

Zip, Zap, Slap Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem That oops-ish, Oh My Gosh-ish feeling comes https://www.bwpawards.org/winners2017#&gid=1&pid=1 Sometimes, yes even to an amphipod It seems. The...

Rendezvous and Rendezvous and Ascension

Rendezvous and Rendezvous and Ascension When only wings come into focus, tips Especially, we think of more than flight. We think of glossy prospects and of lips And glossy possibilities. Blue light In shading truths of focus opens wide. The light might mean that...

Ashoka Sees Devi for the First Time

Ashoka Sees Devi for the First Time He fell in love with Devi in a blink, A fraction of an ancient second.  She Was far too beautiful.  Who would re-think His chest throb’s pang?  The prince could not be free Of her (or love) again, no never, no. He did not ponder for...

A Tropical Waterspout at the Edge of a Lagoon

A Tropical Waterspout at the Edge of a Lagoon Somehow romance as whirlwind is true, Too true, like comas are too much like death. A little twister is too like a coup In some small principality whose breath Is warm and humid, packed with yellows, reds, And oranges in...

Intercessory

       Intercessory Our love is like an orchestra that plays https://www.revolvy.com/main/index.php?s=Petrushka%20chord&item_type=topic In two key signatures at once, or like Grieg And Chinese music mixing, a blaze Of orange tweed against silk’s pink, a league Of...

Unmasked

               Unmasked I never dreamed I’d be a drag queen on God’s Grand Canal, a golden-nylon-haired One with the face of Princess Di, a swan That Dalí would be proud of, if he dared. I never dreamed I’d be impregnated By Charles, the Prince of Wales, while riding...