Never Born, Never Died
...She can touch me,
reach in
with an inward and knowing finger,
stir my senses,
entice,
until I know for sure
that the dead and the living,
are timeless.
When her love steals my mind away
'2...
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Categories:
buckram, poetry,
Form: Free verse
The Gulls Maw
...A raw red crater of hunger;
the clacking tongue a buckram spear
shaken at all comers.
The gulls mouth is the gull,
the gullet is the gull
the torso, the snowy pale blue plumage,
that dark und...
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Categories:
buckram, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Seagull
...A red raw gape, a crater of hunger,
the clacking tongue
a buckram spear shaken at all comers.
The gulls mouth is the gull,
its avian body
only a winged engine for that open maw,
a perfect bow...
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Categories:
buckram, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Rara Avis
...Back then, time ticked loudly,
clocks ran faster than chipmunks.
Young bones were fueled by green grenades,
I needed speedbumps for my brain.
Mother said that If I lived to be a man
I would be a...
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Categories:
buckram, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Canticles
...guileless in my green days i climbed to the tip of my toes
to hear a tree and the wind
clap a rat-a-tat code outside my casement window
i was a follower then of minuscule choirs
small voices no...
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Categories:
buckram, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Rara Avis
...Like all things related to screwballs
and misfits
I was born looking for a word
inside a clock.
Back then, time ticked loudly,
clocks ran faster than chipmunks.
Young bones were fueled by gr...
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Categories:
buckram, poetry,
Form: Free verse