Best Allayed Poems

SONNET FOR KELLY

The Spring has come a little late this year
Siberian winds and rain have chilled the soul
Though calendar proclaimed that April’s here
No tiny leaves...

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O' Cenobite, Dar'est Thy Soul Await

Alas! By what right is such assailing
amidst uproar, then half-truths a'telling
Does not morn gift upon grass falling dew
yet truth perseveres...

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Coming To The Garden

Long-lost secrets at Misselthwaite Manor.
Mistress Mary moves from self-centeredness to
self-awareness, leading to self-healing.
This tale's secret seems simple but not so.
A space to...

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My Friends, My Faith, My Hope

My friends infuses our time spent together
As musk from a perfume seller,
Time spent in their knowledgeable company priceless,
Positive demeanor, manner,...

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Only those you love can really hurt you;
For those you do not love can't reach your heart,
So when they say or do things that can...

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Glassed Waters
                    Heavy Cobalt
Bejeweled of morning...

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The odor of warmth and affection,
The feeling of love and protection,
An isolated heaven of love;
I lay in his arms like an angel,
Like a white dove,

At...

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LOVERS LEAPb>

How long the days of lovers cleft
The brittle feel of nights bereft
Where restless wind through cedar claws
The rasping void of canyon jaws.

The close up...

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Enough Angelina, drop the bouquet of harebells.  
The flowers wilt as your graying hands stiffen. See, how grave
is our newborn son. We gift him...

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Whose child is this, before me laid
A gift of God, from his love made
Two tiny hands my heart embrace
This one who chose my world to...

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Moon goddess in nocturnal flight,
     When Luna’s rise at midnight breaks
     One’s deepest breath of awe she...

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Fourth canto (first part)

The deep slumber was broken in my head
By a strong thunder, so that I woke up
As person forced to arouse from bed;

My...

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6 miles up river Arikara are encountered,
they are a people of amenable disposition and are agrarians,
they chuckle with sympathy as we inform them of our...

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(a 7/5 Trochee)

Once upon a time, I got
Right inside my ear
An infection that was bad;
I could barely hear.

It was like those times you fly
In a...

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A pewter mirror cracks in veins of jade,
ensconced I've been in winter's house of drear.
Aback I'm taken, palpable my fear
to see my likeness in such...

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