Category: Poems
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Sonnet #11
We have eternal ‘monicas that sing. An icy cloud is growing over the South. Out of the woods the Sun creates a ring Though which the river dances in its mouth. We’ve rowed this dream one hundred times before. We’re made of the same blood that’s in the stars. What does it take to sail…
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Sonnet #3 in Iambic Trimeter
Those Canadien snow geese are the soul The azaleas in the Spring They have nowhere to go But one can hear them sing. That was a little poetical fragment that came to me on a walk just now, in the gorgeous springtime air, of course a little Starbucks influenced as well as the air, water,…
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Sonnet #8 in Iambic Tetrameter – A White Hart
What do we find ourselves inside? The Roman army’s moving north. A sacrifice the snake won’t die. The oblations smoke is rising fourth. Wish you could fall in love with me. The sacrament’s the gateless gate. I could turn you back from a stream Fulfilling or escaping fate. The Garden’s walls are Persian blue Aladdin’s…
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Sonnet #7 in Iambic Tetrameter – “Blue Mountain”
I think I’ve figured out a way To flower dreams and rain down stars, To step on through the cameras frame Back to a life that’s always ours. I think I’m bathing here in rain. On this blue mountains’ lifesong slope. Eternal, never ending train, You feather birds and lift our hope. I write today…
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Sonnet #6 in Iambic Tetrameter
I don’t know why I turned away. I come to Athens to be born. The angel of goodbye will play Through even Aristotle’s horn. I will appear up from the sea. I am again borne by the tides. Will she agree to marry me? I like her wild, surprised green eyes. In soaking water I’ll…
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Sonnet #5 in Iambic Tetrameter
I think we can go back in time. Two eyes look out from this old house. Adventure starts when love’s divine and lights the flame that cries out loud. It’s time to slip on through this gap. It’s time to see what life’s about. We’re tired inside Guernica’s trap. Let’s leave tonight, and let’s get…