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Moon’s Climb

                   Moon’s Climb Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The purpose of the moon is not to rise At twilight or to signal start of night, To mark the end the day or make more wise The half light of...

For Charles Randall Stanfield on 71st His Birthday

For Charles Randall Stanfield on 71st His Birthday Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  If suns were smog and smog were suns, if fog Were clean and bright yet suns’ coronas dim Like haar, if deserts’ sun were...

“Her voice was ever soft, Gentle and low”

“Her voice was ever soft, Gentle and low” Cordelia’s mistake was in her taut Mouth, silence, she refusing praise where praise Was needed, truth expressed as praise.  She ought To have found other methods, other ways To counter sisters’ flattery.  She gives Lear...

Foldable Blossom Doom

            Foldable Blossom Doom Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Because his fancies were not quite the norm, The notion of hydrangeas being like A mad old lady, mind and heart in storm, Had never...

Blue

                           Blue Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  ‘But gang she east, or gang she west” ~ Robert Burns; “The Blue-eyed Lassie” as published in The Analectic Magazine September 1813 This...

Awe of the Heavenly Bodies

       Awe of the Heavenly Bodies Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The moon would kill to have a face the shape And beauty that yours shows, the smoothness, force, The splendor of your dazzle with escape...