The Darkened Sky Stole My Tears
...Darkness devours my miserly despondent room.
Wide windows covered shutting all luminous light
A taciturn thief that stole even the stars.
I sigh, a sudden suffering, it steals my sorrow from my ey...
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Categories:
louvers, lost love,
Form: Free verse
moonspeak
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your skin …
cornflow’r in the moonlite
through louvers that
slice you to tender shards
of opalescence
arranged like piano keys on
Egyptian percale
the sea of sheets we so
often drown in …...
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Categories:
louvers, analogy, kiss, love, metaphor,
Form: Free verse
Pheasant Suppers
...He reassured with a kiss
And sorted out
The Details
Persian Cat and the
Humming bird
Watches the flowers
Swaying in the garde...
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Categories:
louvers, beautiful, business, repetition, romantic
Form: Acrostic
Pheasant Suppers
...He reassured with a kiss
And sorted out
The Details
Adagio Crescendo was introduced to
Fugue Crescendo at a time...
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Categories:
louvers, beautiful, business, repetition, romantic
Form: Acrostic
A Cat and a Fish
...A spherical fish lenses larger
And smaller with each turn that's swum.
Size defying, the fish upon a plant stand
Towers over a cubically curled cat.
The cat sleeps inside a cardboard box
Amo...
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Categories:
louvers, allegory, animal, science, surreal,
Form: Free verse
The Musk of the Rose
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Leaves fell,
wind blew,
dark winter's night,
the fragile air
saturated with dew.
She knew
a certainty that bound
a knot in her stomach.
He won't come tonight.
Was it worth the wait,
wa...
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Categories:
louvers, lost love,
Form: Free verse
Time, My Thief
... "Time is the thief you cannot banish."
Phyllis McGinley, Writer, 1905 - 1978
The end of my time will come in winter.
Or so I’ve been tol...
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Categories:
louvers, death, future, life,
Form: Free verse
Vietnam In '68
...Vietnam in '68
By Franklin Price
08/10/2020
January '68, I arrived at Cam Rahn Bay
Found out this place, in Vietnam, was the best place I could play
Ground bound, in the Air Force, and living ...
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Categories:
louvers, america, history, war,
Form: Couplet
A Fluttering In My Attic
...There’s a fluttering in my attic;
something’s alive up there.
The cat is getting frantic
and I dread going up the stairs.
I hope that it’s a bird,
rather than a bat;
unless I have ...
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Categories:
louvers, animal, bird, nature, poems,
Form: Rhyme
Self-Plus-Seven, Saved
...The din awakens me
Hall smoke alarm screaming like a banshee
Smoke everywhere, though I see no flames
I reach up through the thick black fumes and yank the battery
Silencing the banshee, but ...
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Categories:
louvers, adventure, appreciation, fire, home,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Love's Last Wound
...Friends?
Are we still friends?
Can we JUST be friends?!?
Oh such a horrid, charity-stained question!
What a keen and salient dagger it wields!
The pity that you wear like black lace finery...
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Categories:
louvers, heartbreak, love, love hurts,
Form: Free verse