Cone Calderas
...Shivering sullen, silent all the time.
Suffering, wisdom, alone and sublime.
Where, O my oracle, shall I begin?
Blanch, light of Sin, nickel, cadmium, tin.
Hollow are hearts in the hill-towns, an...
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Categories:
boneyards, creation, deep,
Form: Rhyme
Shipwrecks
...My people are shipwrecks,
they have faces long crushed by tanks.
Many are landlocked,
a few were too oceanic
they got broken by dry-docked hearts.
Most were blitzed by smokescreens.
The trees...
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Categories:
boneyards, poetry,
Form: Free verse
A Book of Bones
...I have a book of bones,
it props up bookend shadows
a frame and spine for all other books
as yet unearthed or published.
Poetry is all about bones,
it gives clouds bones,
myths their...
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Categories:
boneyards, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Noel 2020
...the end nears with Jesus and witches
let us hope there are no more glitches
little baby wears a mask in the manger
conceived socially distant without danger
no Golgotha crowd but liked tw...
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Categories:
boneyards, christmas,
Form: Rhyme
Many
...MANY
many undertook,
many renounced their pasts,
and many came unwilling,
and many more baulked
at the prospects
of what we would consider,
an undertaking of great proportions,
to a journe...
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Categories:
boneyards, appreciation, celebration, character, immigration,
Form: Free verse
The Scow
...The Scow
Unsteady on the bow he stands
As waves wash o're the deck
Upon "The Scow" is heard...ALL HANDS
To help avert a wreck.
Each night the stars convey our path
To south seas we are bou...
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Categories:
boneyards, myth, sea,
Form: Quatrain