Death's Finger
...Death’s finger points - not now –
but when. Scans the crowd
claiming some at start of day
letting others in twilight linger.
Caring not for kith and kin
nor hearts or spirits broken
Death poin...
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Categories:
dripless, death, destiny, life,
Form: Verse
Sonoran Summer
...SONORAN SUMMER
The river has run dry, its dripless bed is empty, and
Crossing the flower carpet dim and dusty, parched
Penstemon and brave little brittlebush,
Expecting an inundation, stretch i...
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Categories:
dripless, flower, nature,
Form: Alliteration
The Usa
...I saw you shuffling through the dusk of city street
Your figure accenting bringing my eyes to rest
Like prodigals on the pleasing pillars of your breast
The cadence of your footstep frolicked in i...
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Categories:
dripless, allegoryme, me,
Form: Verse