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Distant

               Distant The morning tastes of gray.  It smells of brown. The clouds are bland the way they touch the heart; A muffled beigeness covers all the town. When sunrise came it sounded like the start Of fungi growing in an autumn lawn. The sunsets have the...

The Lake

              The Lake Your eyes grow deep as galaxies for me, Much deeper than the sky at dusk, as high And deep as midnight and serenity Reflected on the surface like the cry A swan sends echoing—all this because Of death.  Old memories include your head, My lap,...

The Purpose of the Cosmos

The Purpose of the Cosmos Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Dawns come and go. The twilights blaze and fade. The phases of the moon go round and round In slivers and in spheres. Sea days are made...

The Highest of the High

The Highest of the High Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem I tried to sing of politics and stuff Like that, the serious matters I’m supposed To write about. But that was not enough, No, not enough...

A Nun’s Wisdom

           A Nun’s Wisdom ….. …………………………~npg.org.uk A calmness comes when resignation spays Desire. Tranquillity becomes the truth The soul requires.  Your heart can slow and laze Around as when...