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Charles Randall Stanfield from a Bergamot Tree

  Charles Randall Stanfield from a Bergamot Tree Today I thought of him.  I poured a cup Of English tea and, as I poured, my mind Did that strange thing that brains will do — filled up With something unexpected.  Life aligned With beauty not related to the tea, Its...

Human Sorrow is Pathetic

Human Sorrow is Pathetic Five years of death are not so long, although The first was black like Satan’s mind when he Was falling, Lucifer no longer.  No Light then coming from him as the spree Of darkened angels hurtled hobbled to Their doom, their eyeballs roasted by...

Unforgotten Love

     Unforgotten Love Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem If love were like best poems, it would last Forever, or as long as things that are not God Survive. But love is not quite perfect, vast, And...

Extremes with Charles

     Extremes with Charles “Time stutters in your arms.  It expands, diaphragm pushing down and out to make room for seconds smoothing into hours.” ~ Jaime Mathis, “Blood Blister,” It Rises and Falls I now invite you each to call up in Your mind the most important...

Holiness

               Holiness Deep as a Bollywood musical score But only as broad as a hopscotch grid, Pete’s mind prepared him for nothing much more Than beating his wife and hitting his kid. Then he met Jesus one night in a tent Where people got sweaty and spoke in...