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Silent Singing

“The silent stars go by” ~ Phillips Brooks The stars are silent, always silent, though If one soars through another auraed star, A roar must sound.  Their particles must go Right through coronas.  Each hot haar must scar The other but the silence, once profound, Turns...

Thorny, Growing Things

         Thorny, Growing Things Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  A sonnet wants to go somewhere, not just Within itself.  It travels in its thought And themes.  It wants a wider wanderlust Perhaps of...

Grasping Your Soil

              Grasping Your Soil Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The acrid root of love has gilding on It.  Wrinkles on it are not hidden by The gold.  They look like shrivels that are drawn By greed. ...

Though ’Twere 10,000 Waves

 Though ’Twere 10,000 Waves Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  If you were near a distant loch, away The miles from England where I dream of you, Dream daydreams of the hair on you, Strathspey Between us,...

Olympus and Mount Helicon Inside Us Always

Olympus and Mount Helicon Inside Us Always Our singing starts when mind and heart awake A pen or tongue.  The singing might be notes Or words, composer or the poet.  Blake Or Brahms begins inside us.  Singing floats Out from our fingers or our mouths.  The lips Then...