Dark Quintain (Sicilian) Poems

What if I told you the end was nigh
Would you take it as fiction or fact?
If there in the dark, waiting I lie
Would you think...

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Clement weather is often just my dream.
I don’t mind wispy white clouds way up high,
or marshmallow ones topped with whipping cream.
Alas, brooding nimbus are drawing...

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As a credo, freedom is a way of abounding.
It depicts the core of man and his existence. 
A memory that calls for full understanding.
How can...

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The raging howling of the wind,
It sweeps through the woods,
Tempestuous is this kind
It’s in chaotic moods,
It pushes through not willing to rescind.

The frailty of the...

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The life and times of years I've spent
have led me to these days of gray
I've reached old age without lament
remember the times along the way
and...

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Your soft shadow fell across my way
while in contemplation at the park
you suddenly stopped the sun's bright ray
illuminating my path with dark;
until black clouds filter...

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Vitriolic stances generate vicious marks. 
Sweltering, an irritating swamp of sadness. 
The bold spirit is infused with pitiful dark. 
Levied by cruel words exuding madness....

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I'm coming! And the swaying root.
Midday peace, glowing in the dark.
This golden grain of grace bears fruit.
Just howls of insects are fixed lark.
Since the cheerful warblers won't hoot.

Written: August...

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She pranced herself into the men's toilet
You see almost anything in Central Park
It is possible that she is illiterate, I'll bet,
I've been told it's commonplace...

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Cold and icy passageway to trudge through.
Ships and warships sailed thru the Bering Strait.
In limbo 'tween two nations, iced, staid too.
When I first set out, ...

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*Image of Take In North America by Amtrak.
Training Experience: Novice

All onboard, the Pacific Coast-Liner,
it is seventy-seven, my first leave
of a first year's work. A bit...

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10/14/21

Everything follows you home, 
Your skin is denying,
The usual monochrome, 
For grip marks applying,
The shell of your catacomb. 

Parts are tempted to find out, 
The...

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Reaching out and never being able to find
It can be a completely empty feeling
Going through loss starts a battle in your mind.
They're not coming back,...

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We're eternal souls created by God,
He has gifted us with both birth and death.
We aren't born perfect, and yet, we're not flawed,
it's not a sin...

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This moonless night invokes a lonely spell
as I behold the sky of midnight blue.
Now void of light that moon and stars propel,
its deep, dark blanket...

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