Through Paned Glass
...Breezing trees heard the whispers of leaves
in the fardel of branches as they trembled
beneath the relentless breath of april's storm
i watched them from my window
this paned glass smudged ov...
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Categories:
fardel, angst, rain, society, tree,
Form: Free verse
Sour Grapes
...My Tribute To: A Loser
Cometh hither and drink my sour grapes
for it was you that spoiled the taste with haste
You took your sweet wine from vagrant apes
who can't tell cheap from good ...
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Categories:
fardel, loss,
Form: Sonnet