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Shakespeare and Mellow Synesthesia

Shakespeare and Mellow Synesthesia Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Our poetry allows the best of realms. Vanilla taste is heard and seen.  Rhyme’s smell Can be a velvet touch.  At poets’ helms Directions...

I Do

I Do “To love oneself is the beginning of a life-long romance.” ~ Oscar Wilde The others have not ever felt the way I do. At least I think that they have not. How could they? I am me and they are they. Their hearts are theirs. My mind has never taught Me how to read...

Mount Nebo

     Mount Nebo Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem We do not want to dress in loss of dreams, Forgetfulness our robe.  Our memories clothe Our meaning.  They enwrap with sacred seams. We look for ways for...

Not Bees that Soar for Bloom, Not Furness-fells

Not Bees that Soar for Bloom, Not Furness-fells Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A truly awkward “poem” in its beat And awkward wording, dwarf with broken bones, Is how these lines lead onward to defeat Of...

Endorphin

     Endorphin Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The past is never finished, never gone. It comes to haunt you, ever living dead. It sucks tomorrow’s blood, today’s.  A thrawn Dead Janet it refuses to be...

Blake District

      Blake District Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem What Wordsworth felt about the rocks is just About as crucial as the way that they Regarded him.  If they cried out in dust About the lakes and hills,...