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Bulging Truth

     Bulging Truth Do not allow a man to enter through Your private door, not even if you know Him well as Christ friend Peter knew.  Christ knew Him well, though not quite well enough to know That he alone would swear he did not Know Jesus.  That of course was...

Maturity and Revelation

Maturity and Revelation Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem We all grow up but some mysteriously The way a baby Yeti might if one Of his two parents were a Christmas tree, Of if his soul were stark, imprinted...

In the Arteries Inside the Artesian Chest

In the Arteries Inside the Artesian Chest Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Artesian arteries are filled with hosts Of angels.  They go flowing from the heart, Are heaved along by love, replacing ghosts In...

The Prince and the Goblins

The Prince and the Goblins Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem He did not really want to be a prince, But there you have it.  He cannot undo His father’s raptures in the queen or rinse Away the off-white...

Twitching Paws

 Twitching Paws Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Cats walk on paws made up of velvet, silk And fur’s mink touch.  The velvet and the mink Mean violence since lions and their ilk Walk also on such...

The Gods as Valentine-ish Charybdis

The Gods as Valentine-ish Charybdis Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The Greek and Roman gods know truer truths Than Plato and his lot.  Gods love the tight, Hot holes they hump for pleasure.  They love...

Certitude in Stony Sockets

Certitude in Stony Sockets Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The Greek and Roman statues, not the late Ones, stare so certain first because the truth Fills up their marble and their bronze.  They hate Decay...

Despite His Bourgeois Salesman Dad and Wavy Hair

Despite His Bourgeois Salesman Dad and Wavy Hair He turns to drink, to alcoholic drink Because he is too stupid to decide A better way to live.  His choices stink, But then he isn’t bright enough to guide Himself correctly.  He was clearly told As if the brightest sun...