Poem
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The Flowering Man
(Inspired by events written in Susan Kay’s novel Phantom) The blossoms, so tenderly cared for, lay in strangers’ hands. The most handsome were taken away by scavenging neighbors. The others were left to wilt and perish. How the buds flourished under the care of a somber man, a man simply trying to forget a boy-… Continue reading
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Acrobats
Tiny trapeze artists Creating your own hanging bars By which you travel Eight legged acrobats No need for a catch net Performing your art Across my bathroom ceiling Continue reading
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Clouds
Billowy Billows White Fluffy Pillows Puffy or Flat Misty Zeppelins Blanketing Overhead Cumulus’s Fluff Can Make For Wet Weather Nebulous’s Haze Makes Visibility Vexing Stratus’s Layers Lay Near to the Earth Veteran Sailors Give Nimbostratus Wide Berth Cumulonimbus’s High Thunderheads Pay Homage to a Norse God Whose Lightning Bolts Evoke Approbation And Remaining Outdoors… Continue reading
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Ode to a Microwave
Ode to a Microwave Why, oh Microwave, Is my platter so hot? My food’s edge is smoldering, Yet the center is not. Your micro wave power, Is impressive indeed. But fully warmed chowder Is what my mouth needs. My fingers are seared From touching this bowl, My flesh you left blistered, And my dinner, left… Continue reading
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“And Yet God Has Not Said a Word!”
Today instead of posting my own poetry (because I have nothing new) I’d like to share a poem by another poet, a very well-known, classical poet. Someone whose work is well worth sharing, I think. I present Mr. Robert Browning’s Porphyria’s Lover “The rain set early in tonight, The sullen wind was soon awake, It… Continue reading
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