Two New Iambic Dimeter Poems

The neurons fire
In love tonight
The singing choir
relieves my fright
sleep with the Rose
submerge the sea
The bower knows
what’s inside me
She’ll come again
another door
her song the wind
ears to the floor.
Don’t say a word.
Love’s almost born.

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Let conscious breathe
you won’t I know
but can’t we dream
away we go?
September morn
blues Christ can play
The bells adorn
The nightly day
The purring moon
she finds her tide
we’re in a swoon
away we ride.
Her romance seeds
The worlds best deeds.

 

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