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Sonnets, Unruly and Ruly

Sonnets, Unruly and Ruly Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Perhaps he ought to be ashamed that, if You smell the bodies of his sonnets, you Will often get at least the slightest whiff Of rudeness,...

The Sonnet in Its Little Room

Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem [Three AI image apps failed to get the format of this sonnet absolutely correct.  The one above is the umpteenth attempt by Bing’s AI. For the actually correct...

One Peony

                  One Peony One peony has blossomed late.  To hold Her globe of fragrance up in bravery Is what she wants.  Those petals would enfold The smiles of other pinks and there would be The others’ laughter, if she had her way. Alone she meets the sunshine,...

Reincarnation

                          Reincarnation The spirit wishes it could look back to Its body, not the rotted one, and see The firm young form with hair and holy blue Of Mary’s robe in clear young eyes still free Of intimations of their death.  The hair, The blond head...

The Point of Poetry and Song

   The Point of Poetry and Song Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A poem or a song can be as fierce As knife points.  They are neutral, though, about The hole they make.  They care not whom they pierce...

The Point of Greens

         The Point of Greens Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The scents are green in golf.  They are the green Of grass, and hope, and promise, and of rest. Perhaps they are the green of youth as seen...