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Armpit and Genital Hair on the Masculine Anima

Armpit and Genital Hair on the Masculine Anima Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The armpit hair of spirits is too dark For women.  Females do not like to think Of it or get a glance of it as stark As...

Bloody Queen Mary

           Bloody Queen Mary Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem When fed from underneath, a flame is hard To quench.  The fire burns from the deepest down Domains.  The hottest flame cuts like a shard...

iOvid

               iOvid Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem What Ovid did two thousand years ago, The World Wide Web has lately caught up with. He did it many, many times.  The slow Web has, at last,...

Reflection

               Reflection Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The flowers shout, “Bloom!” and we inside begin To blossom although others cannot see This.  Deep within us opens up a twin Pink peony of...

Lovers of the Past

          Lovers of the Past Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The lovers of the past have disappeared, Not just the famous ones from centuries gone, But also those from history so smeared With myth...

Perfection from Perfection

Perfection from Perfection    “the perfect law of liberty” ~ James 1:25 The law of liberty is that you must Be free.  The universe is made by laws Commanding everything from cosmic dust (Between the constellations) thin as gauze Of subatomic particles—to fleets Of...

Ethan and Henry Holiday Best Wishes

Ethan and Henry Holiday Best Wishes Enlarging beauty for you both is what The Christmas angels want. High hopes are what they want for you.  A glut And pile of happiness are what they’d flaunt Now here in Christmas goodies just for you Alone, you two, because you like...

Zero Truth from Pagan Mesoamerica

Zero Truth from Pagan Mesoamerica An ancient Olmec scholar dreamed it up. He worked it out within his Allah-less thought. He did not need to use a carved stone cup Of baby blood to figure math’s round nought. This Olmec thinker lived three thousand years (Or maybe...