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The Limits of Truth for Poets

The Limits of Truth for Poets Blood never runs as fast as water.  Streams And rivers, falls and cataracts flow With force as quick as torture does in screams But sometimes water courses, grudging, slow Down.  They are slow as cancer in its threat. Blood thickens but...

For Love and Worse

For Love and Worse Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The old, the old, they sit, required to keep Their lips sewn tight.  The old, the old, they sit And stare at walls where men, the men, would sleep Before...

Peekaboo Theology

              Peekaboo Theology The way that childhood views the world is odd. A boy takes in the cosmos bit by bit Unfiltered by experience to prod To understanding.  Childhood’s little slit Affords a tiny view, a small peek through One moment in a playground or a...

Das Grau, Das Grau, Das Grau

Das Grau, Das Grau, Das Grau Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The beauties of the world dip down to mud Too soon.  The grace of yellow willow leaves And limbs lies trapped in muck.  The now glue mud Wraps...

Afternoon Nap of a Nine-year Old Son of a Carpenter

Afternoon Nap of a Nine-year Old Son of a Carpenter Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem If Jesus be asleep among the blooms In boyhood fields outside his tiny town And wakes up from his nap (without his dooms...

Nightmares on the African Plain

Nightmares on the African Plain   All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made. John 1:3 The dik diks, zebras and impalas do Dik Dik  Zebra      Impala  Not sleep with nightmares in their dreams. Instead these lovely beasts live...