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I Do

I Do “To love oneself is the beginning of a life-long romance.” ~ Oscar Wilde The others have not ever felt the way I do. At least I think that they have not. How could they? I am me and they are they. Their hearts are theirs. My mind has never taught Me how to read...

Amid the Reek of Rotting Seaweed from the Indian River

Amid the Reek of Rotting Seaweed from the Indian River Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem We know a certain awe when summer comes, When hot months come with sweat and heat among The trunks, the limbs and...

Slave Owner

Slave Owner Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “whipping Courtenay in some posture or another” The Gothick lover Beckford bends to whip His boy.  The whipper bends himself in shape That shocks...

John 1 verse 3

John 1:3 Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The insects and the birds sing out their sounds As if to make a choir of imps combined With seraphim all singing separate rounds Together, notes and screes of...

Grave

Grave Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem           the empty words of a dream Remembered on waking        ~ Robert Bridges, “I Love All Beauteous Things” Too much like words of Lucifer who wakes From falling...