Spring Rambling Poems

Disarmed

Bullets fall silent
against words 
well chosen

Their caliber
muted
— the target on fire

(Villanova University: March, 2024)



Stuck In Gear

Motion
not an absolute
The world
is never still

Inertia
tries to write the law
Where...

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smooth stones,
sharp stones,
stones;
down by river rambling,
aflow,
flow,
thoughts in contemplation;
words,
words in hibernation;
shadows emerge,
to a spring of,
fresh green,
poetry life;
where verse directs,
the heart song of a lurid,
trickle over a...

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Quote By Poet "Time is a funny thing. It is here, it is gone.
Never to be found again." 

As l get older,
I find the same...

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Rambunctiously I go
Rambling in the dark woods
Randomly following
Range trails made by racoons
Raptly I watch among
Ramps, next to the creek bed
Rationalism leaves

ramps-noun-a wild plant much like...

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Poetry is tangerine and other potent or poisonous colors.
It is the breath you feel at the nape of your neck and
the strong caress of flesh...

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all the 
rambling on
about
whats gone wrong
can only make
me say one thing
it comes but once a year
revive me spring...

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