Best Divined Poems

Young lass,
young lad
What aileth thee?

Come hither,
come near
Let me have a query

Perchance I may so then divine
what troubleth thee,
what torments thy mind

Aaah, yes ... ooh no!
I see where the discomfort within ye dwell
It is your heart that is so impaled

The blood of vigor has been a-flow
Thy...

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from the brewing storm's steeping chalice
the breath of death's journey awakens in quiet tides
beckoned by the stirring whisper of mortal winds
furrowed by stoic angels in pallid temporal skies


April 17, 2021


Excerpted from "My Silent House"


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