Salt Eyes
...He sits hunched in his room, regular twilights,
tries to erase the precarious voices telling him to leave,
“Leave, my boy. This world is cruel.”
So, he assents as there is no one to be bereaved.
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Categories:
coquet, gender, loneliness, sad,
Form: I do not know?
Windsong
...Briny tis vast bethrong
Balsam swept windsong
Droplets align brusque seas
Sailors beware perilous lees
Fickle fathoms she weeps
Discorded notion steeps
Coquet tempest squall
Bounden to cele...
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Categories:
coquet, sea, weather,
Form: Rhyme
A Night In Detorit
...It's three O' Clock
Outside Detroit.
The breeze alone,
Moves with sole alliance,
Throughout the forest;
Beckoning me to silence:
Leaving me to watch
My Thoughts wander
Through The landscape ...
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Categories:
coquet, adventure,
Form: Free verse
Tis' Tender, My Love
...'Tis tender love of which I wite;
the timbre of my heart's
throe
Quean remains
for all others
to lo
Demean with a falseness
of my true emotion;
would only coquet;
that which causes
my...
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Categories:
coquet, passion
Form: Free verse