Best Neophytes Poems

Late,
 the morning glories rise
 passionate, royal, magenta blooms trumpeting,
 helloes and goodbyes;
novice neophytes falling 
into lavender blush dream states
succumbing to a mellowed change in...

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I was born unto a woman and a man, and a government,
this was the Trinity, these were my employers,
entrance into this magical melee was acknowledged...

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In a midland Drive-In, ‘neath an August moon. 
The feature was “The Creature from the Black Lagoon”.
Sat two young kids, with young passions hewn.
Young at...

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...dedicated to my sons, Keir and Evan


Truth is a two-edged sword, 
you will be cut by nonsense 
and by circumstance, my sons, 
full blinded to...

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...for my sons Keir and Evan


Truth is a two-edged sword,
you will be cut by nonsense
and by circumstance, my sons,
full blinded to its darker side
you'll drift...

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I’ve Been So Lucky in Life! (1&2)
(Only Raped 5 Times Metaphorically)

Poem’s Introduction
My poetry has always been about transparency. It’s about letting go of an effort...

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Poetic neophytes are not necessarily young.  I am 65 and have only been writing in abundance since age 62. A door opened and feelings...

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Once upon a time an esoteric rhyme
poked through space-time into the sublime
Conjured by a reclusive alchemist 
and a phenomenal fabulist

Then there was the hairy apothecary
in...

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Mission known for fine hand weaving.
Chosen site left priests not leaving.
Neophytes were seen believing.
Bay's close, great crops.
Sickness leaves now no one grieving.
Soldiers made stops....

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Truth is a two-edged sword, 
you will be cut by nonsense 
and by circumstance, my sons, 
full blinded to its darker side 
you'll drift in...

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Another Sunday morning
Crouched in the beam of headlights
Steam coming off coffee and breath
Fumbling to pin race bib to pants

A romance
Of sorts; this dance I’m addicted...

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'Twas a boring days of October
When I viewed you which reconciles 
The prestiges of mine.

You incurred myself a neophytes
to prosperous prestige,
Incurred me with an inducement,
to...

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Truth is a two-edged sword, 
you will be cut by nonsense 
and by circumstance, my sons, 
full blinded to its darker side 
you'll drift in...

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Truth is a two-edged sword, 
you will be cut by nonsense 
and by circumstance, my sons, 
full blinded to its darker side 
you'll drift in...

Read more of this work...

Truth is a two-edged sword, 
you will be cut by nonsense 
and by circumstance, my sons, 
full blinded to its darker side 
you'll drift in...

Read more of this work...