Wife Sestina Poems

For years when my wife was sponsoring forensic groups
Tasked me with "judging" high school oral presentations,
[The most difficult thing I was called upon to do]
Each...

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you walked out of my dreams
into my life that day
the day that changed my life
when you became my wife
and filled my life with love
that date...

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FLYING

Before I ever thought of age
I dreamed of running through the woods
And lifting my feet from the ground and flying.
Only a few inches up, not...

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Enough Angelina, drop the bouquet of harebells.  
The flowers wilt as your graying hands stiffen. See, how grave
is our newborn son. We gift him...

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BOWLING FUN

Bowling can be fun
But – ball in
gutter?
Ball point reaches
pins

12 strikes – perfect
game
No strikes – dirty,
rotten shame
Ha, ha, aint this
fun?

Have another beer
When you can see
twenty...

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To find the girl that I’d love best (A Sestina, 19 May 2014).

I thought to set upon a quest;
One that would put me to the...

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I just want five minutes, just to pitch
My killer screenplay for a killer film.
The hunt for a serial killer
By glamorous profilers, nothing grubby
Or exploitive. Some...

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By the river corner I sat and wept
Memories of the war flooding my mind
Imagines of rotting bodies everywhere
The smell of dying children pungent still
Starvation and...

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Family Affairs 

Uxorious 
Devotion to wife 
Dotingly
Submissive 
Sounds like a serious offence 
In the dictionary...

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The summer sun was high. The heat was oppressive.
A whalebone corset dug into my body's tender parts.
Peering from the shop, my hand touches the pane
of...

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It takes two to make a tear 

It’s Christmastime so no more killing now!
Let’s get together, sing some carols here.
In no man’s land, we’re brothers...

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The summer sun was high. The heat was oppressive.
The whalebone corset dug into the body's tender parts.
Peering from the shop, my hand touching the pane
of...

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Like a penny, lost and worthless, woman
mother, and buried within the origin pit, dark
she brought me like a Jezebel into her life of mourning
mistress of...

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I’ve often wondered what you see in me
And how it is I came to be so lucky
To find someone of your deep beauty
Willing to share...

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If there be some one thing more breautiful
Than to lie with you in warmth and dark,
I would fear that it might burn my soul away
Before...

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