Best Vitae Poems

She calls herself Bunny Boucher, but she was born Veronica Chermak. She’s tall and leggy with a body that looks tidy, yet lived in. She’s high and tight, but flexible like a strong rubber band in a tricked out pinball table. She reminds me of...

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Lux Vitae Love Stories of The Fey:

“In the Clouds”



“What are you looking at Mum?”
“They come in the clouds you know”, she said to her daughter
“Every night, the same time, the numbers seem to grow, see there!
Up in the Clouds above the water”.
(Sydney Harbour)
The girl...

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"Intermission: Ad Infinitum Lux Vitae"




Intermission
I wait
You call
I have loved


I wait 
Lux Vitae
I have loved
Through the Storm


Lux Vitae
I have loved, to love You more
Through the Storm
You call, Open Door


I have loved, to love You more
Ad Infinitum
You call, Open Door
I walk with You through the Storm


Ad Infinitum
My...

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"LUX VITAE" 
(A Christmas Poem for Georgia)



Golden Light guide her Home
Surround her with your Love
Give her Courage to always find Faith
in you Sacred One

Place your hand in hers 
as she walks her lonely twisting foggy Road
Close her ears from all false talk 
to Trust her...

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Curriculum Vitae

I was born [so they say] in the usual way.
my mum was of the female persuasion,
[My father was not] but I can't say a lot,
for I've totally forgot the occasion.

We all lived in a box, which once held Dior frocks,
by the side of the...

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Some watching my ease
Of execution of the self
The latent anxiety unteased
Writes me off in simplicity.
Some denuding me of honor's wealth
Wait in turmoil 
For a scab to fall and unveil its pus
And if I do not flinch for pain
Writes coward beside my name
Some deck out in...

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In purple majesty now
The lignum vitae bloom
Across the arid plains
Moths and birds swim
Upon its rare perfume
And tourists stare
Upon the short and stocky tree
With rugged heart and strong roots
That suckle water from a droughted land
They look but do not understand
It is the symbol of the man.

My...

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"LUX VITAE LUX"



Here you stamp
your mark of 
approval or not

We meet at the point
where a Father
is the judge of what is good

and what is not.

And we try so hard
to avoid heart contact
over all the plundering words said

light and dark

yet we open minds
that chance by our...

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A labor of love
 Frequent contractions
Bloody show appears
Belly and back pain
Her water breaks now

The baby drops
Loosened-up joints
Cervix dilates
Cramps are intense

Nauseous mom
Start the drugs
Feeling great

Bear down 
Push out 

Birth

May 18, 2022

**Side note: John Gondolf read my first Diminished Hexaverse poem about the end of life (Finis...

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Amore est vitae et vitae est
Imperati de tu mea sensus
Fide, et tu fide est obrizus
AMORE, MORTE, INCALESCO
Ignibi de inferos, immergo foras tu ego!

Non Ego, et tu?
Amore vitae mea, abseni......

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I think I should have
Been born a tree -
- Maybe a silvered birch
With feather veined
Leaves -
- I could greet 
My tall reflections
That swim saintly inside
The nearby streams -
- Or a lofty, leafy oak,
Crying slow orange tears in autumn
And being a shoulder
For solemn lonely birds
To cry...

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The end has now come
Once lucid eyes dulled
Shallow breaths begin
Food and drink have ceased  
Sleep is now constant

Bowels shut down
Pulse becomes faint

Bluish-hued skin
Grimace of pain

Eyes roll back 
Body cools
Moans softly

With love
Speaks name

Gone

May 15, 2022

**Side note: This was my first experience with writing a Diminished...

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cow bells ring 
through verdant hills 
rolling up to cuddle  
towering gray cliffs
spraying white foam 
intoxicating Alps
where Frankenstein
concocted Elixir Vitae
and birthed a monster
rich red wine 
and a pot of fondue
on a cafe terrace 
jagged tip 
of the top of Europe peeking 
through the fluff...

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I’m a servant of the universe 
My rank is junior minder.
I care for the solar system
As its oiler and winder.
Everything is done
To a very strict rota,
Checking every cog 
And cleaning every motor.
The star has its thermostat
Rigidly checked and set
Its fuel delivery schedule
Very rigorously met.
Each planet...

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