Best Implements Poems

The bricks were sweating, nervous.  Icy slime
   had soaked his coat-sleeve, much to his disgust.
Tall baulks of formless timber seemed to climb
   towards the bulbous shadows.  Guido, trussed
and pinioned, tried to scratch the saline rime
   that nagged...

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You are all glorious   within    My Love   

and your eyes           don’t miss a thing

wisdom and intelligence     your royal robes

why your God   ...

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I have with concern been lamenting 
With my chilly fears augmenting:
A young promising morning might soon age
And a planter close a helpless page …

My muscles are dying for a cutlass,
My strength enough to not seek a lass
My nostrils fish out odorless fertilizers;
The sparks in my...

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