Long Restrung Poems

Little Cupid back to Olympus flies
His arrows to replenish he needs new supplies
His bow restrung his darts have flung
For Cupid love is never done
Come Spring new and green
And at every person Cupid's arrows fling
With tips...

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"The Dreams of Bedes" 

Jewels they found 
dripping like diamonds
from the overflowing viaducts 

scattered on the ground
at the feet of disbelief
barely seen 

shod lost and disobedient
counting the cost for 
unwanted inconvenience

those bridges burn now like
scarlet...

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A Collaboration with Duke Beaufort


The youthful memories I have did grate
Upon my innermost self and I'd cry
For my depressed spirit which longed to die
And halt life tainted with anger and hate

Yet now in a manic...

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The youthful memories I have did grate
Upon my innermost self and I’d cry
For my depressed spirit which longed to die
And halt life tainted with anger and hate

Yet now in a manic marvelous state
Akin to alcohol’s...

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Covid-19, the crisis at the border, 
All moving us forward to the New World Order.
Israels fighting, our realities shook- 
but its all explained in our precious good book. 
Its covered up, no truth- they don't...

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My Love, although we were so very young
And happy as two children in their play,
Our voices blended in the songs we sung.

Our eyes had sought each other out among
The many varied flavors of the day,
My...

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A strand of pearls not tied with knots;
we’re held together — just a thread.
At times like sticky spider silk 
and other times a shred of string 
that aches and breaks and throws our pearls across...

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Never a wonder to whom we belong’d.
In days of yore, side by side did we run,
Our hearts ever strumming the constant song,
Always together through the snow and sun.

To gilded destinies, away we flew.
A shining horizon,...

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