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Virginal

               Virginal In dusk of night the moon begins to rise. Enough of it invades the garden with The light the peony desires.  The wise One there succumbs to Oriental myth And spreads white petals even further to Embrace the gift the heavens offer. White Adheres...

Peony and Fulfillment

Peony and Fulfillment Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem No man has ever done a thing as lush As this.  The stamens and the pistil of The peony rave out.  The yellows gush Among the petals like the...

Hard as an Anvil and a Stone

Hard as an Anvil and a Stone …. “bygge” ~ Thomas Malory, Le Morte d’Arthur Stuck in, pulled out, stuck in, pulled out, again Again, again, again, the weapon he had found That only he could wield, the best of men, The one to do it, stout young Arthur crowned...

What Matters

                   What Matters Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Orgasm by ahermin on DeviantArt He said he loved.  (At least that’s what she thought.) So much was going on inside her head That maybe...

At Least among the Redwoods

       At Least among the Redwoods “Man is somehow out of place in ‘the brotherhood of venerable trees’[1] Yet they are meaningless without at least his absence.” ~ R. H. Blyth, Haiku, Autumn – Summer, volume 3, p. 842 Wallpaperup.com Among the brotherhood...

The Trappings of Romance

  The Trappings of Romance He’d clamped his lips together both to halt His making shouts—and calling out that name. He knew that theirs had been a wild assault Against his nature.  It had been his shame. The yellow hair that clung about the head Was stylish in the...