On My 33rd Birthday
...Here I am weary in my entreaties,
there’s no one here but a man and his dog
alone among my rambling reveries
and a small libation to clear its fog.
To God bespoken that I may foresay
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Categories:
foresay, birthday, introspection,
Form: Sonnet
Sad Sad Day
...Destiny is struck, the pace has been set
My eyes glean the crowd, our eyes met
She smiles surreptitiously, he responds enthusiastically
How simple is this love, how true we promise vehemently
The...
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Categories:
foresay, angst
Form: I do not know?