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Distant Hits

                   Distant Hits The writing of vague truths in sonnets to Those readers you will never know takes on An almost holy redolence.  You brew Up draughts of hormones and of nights long gone, And other steams of psychedelic drugs, And somewhere far away,...

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...