Loss Ode Poems

After an age, I found myself in her presence, 
Struck again by her simplicity, her very essence. 
A mathematician, now on a spiritual path, 
Her...

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ODE TO MONEYLENDERS

Oh, what designs can one possess
Lending succour to those with naught
Such desperate need one must confess
And how hard one must have fought

When courtesy...

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The t.v. series,
A Little Princess,
reminds me
of my dad's gift
of a dark-haired
porcelain doll...

...I gave away
to compensate
for feeling spoiled
--that I begged
for her at all

Being a generous
gift-giver was...

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There was a time I’d think in rhyme
and daydream in blank verse.
O muse, you died; I’m sure I spied
you leaving in a hearse.
Methinks that I...

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I hail thee ruins of Indus Vale! 
With scented rhyme, with scented gale
Come on from world of mortal dead! 
O come and lively wind inhale!...

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She sat, caressing her tiny gold cross.
Then, a swift bullet, and into heaven,
With Angel’s wings, she had crossed.


Her Easter Bunny, does not know yet,
That she...

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sweet decadent belly
how ever will you forgive me
i didn’t know
couldn’t know 
how to love you

i didn’t see that you were more than a belly
you were...

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From ashes of Sokovia, a twin sister rose,
With powers of chaos and psionic flows,
Wanda they called her, tethered spirit unfurled,
As women before her, she reckoned...

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For change, we write 
In sanity, we write 
In pain, we write 
In praise and glory, we write 
In times of trouble, we write 
In...

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Oh, my beloved toaster,
How you start my day with delight.
Your warm embrace, a comforting boast,
A breakfast staple in every right.

With your sleek design and metallic...

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The writer in me says I must be,                 ...

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The sun tugs young hours, 
Wrings the day. Flowers spring,
     Pupils play,
Waitlessness on one youngling. 

Longing eyes cashed the calendar, ...

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We met around a bonfire in the rains
Love bloomed and more trysts entailed.
Soon we walked down the aisle
Candid picture of the perfect couple.

Another Monsoon season...

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To write! to truly write, to wield the pen
    as but a mere extension of the mind.
Yet contemplating, I am wont to...

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Proper handshake
No string wrist
Your iconic mustache harboring
A giddy smile
That stretched from Oregon to Maine
Like your Harley once had
I should’ve stirred more conversations
My shyness stifling
The words...

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