Strongate
...If I could,
I would kiss your green and living lips with words
take the notes of garden birds and wrap myself in song
bend the trees and bid them do my written will,
caress your honeyed stones to...
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Categories:
mullioned, house,
Form: Free verse
The Ruins
...I came along with high expectation
And hopes of grandeur, instead defacement
A ruined mass of fallen structure
Displaced gray stones in random stature
A mist alighted like a screen
A passing s...
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Categories:
mullioned, appreciation,
Form: Ballad
Bedlam Baby
...I remember you
cartoon smile and egg-shaped head.
Do you remember
how the rainbow formed on the water,
how the neon lights flickered,
or the scent of nectarines on your forehead?
They were happ...
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Categories:
mullioned, childhood, life, nostalgia, time,
Form: Free verse
Building a Rapport With My Body
...All the elegant ivy
an inch off the brick wall
is scattered so purposefully
and behind the gate a bird hops
like some kind of humiliated
game show contestant.
This is a view, one view,
thr...
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Categories:
mullioned, imagination, introspection, philosophy, body,
Form: I do not know?