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One as Plural

One as Plural “see, collected in tranquility” [or something like that] ~ William Wordsworth For poetry he dives like Baja boys For pearls but leaps through eyeballs like young Tom From heights.  He dives through lenses and the noise Of life and finds our spheres.  He...

Lone Ranger Sunshine

Lone Ranger Sunshine Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Some buttered beams of light assured him that His world was not just treacly tombstone jewels. The shafts were shining from a cowboy hat Of boyhood...

El Guapo with Melanistic Monarchs

El Guapo with Melanistic Monarchs Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem El guapo swaggers through black butterflies, As black as hair on him, on body, head And upper lip, as black as pupils, eyes That stab his...

They Do Not Dream of Fur or Feathers

They Do Not Dream of Fur or Feathers Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Inside the rattlesnake she holds her nest. Not made of twigs it is instead her scales And then her flesh.  She does not have a breast...

The Gasp of Moons

              The Gasp of Moons Moons suffer subtle tortures.  All around Them float sweet stars, sweet water drops that wink At them.  Sweet twinkling cruelties abound. Sahara dry, the moons can never drink. A shooting star or asteroid might hit A moon, but water...

Tranquil Tokonoma

         Tranquil Tokonoma One thing a perfect purple rose cannot Accomplish is a type of sadness.  Man Is best at that.  That is mankind’s special blot. The plants and animals have learned to ban Such uselessness.  They settle in their fur Or leaves and just get on...