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Category: Poems

  • Poem: The Night Sea

    The Night Sea   I want to breath again beneath the mythic pond. This presence blows the wind And bares the dew soaked dawn. The spirits sing from wells. The earth’s throat opens wide. They say what no man tells. Their secrets dance inside. The king is sleeping still. His drawbridge dream released. His knights…

  • A New Sonnet: The Emerald River

    Which city does the emerald river flow Where flowers dance in secret sacred shapes? Symbolic eyes forgotten long ago, Its palace mystery singing to the Fates. The grand old river swells the earthen banks. The deep wood’s breath is like a lover’s song. Its mystic water rises where love sank. We hold on floating down…

  • It’s National Poetry Month – So I Should Write Some Poems

    I was just glancing at Youtube, and it said that it was national poetry month. Man they have a day and a month for everything, don’t they? Hehehehehe. Well, since I’m a poet, I thought I should write some poems, especially this month! Just wrote this sonnet a few minutes ago. Hopefully I can do…

  • Poem: “Together”

    “Together” Each day they add more marble to our wall, but what is physically kept away grows larger in the soul each day. The lake is frozen. Black Baikul. Every time we take a glass from the garden, the serpent grows another head. The World doesn’t spin when the rings inside her don’t extend. What if we…

  • New Poem: “New York and Light.”

    New York and light. East Egg above. They dance all night The Jitterbug. Their dreams play notes Her favorite song. The things they wrote She danced along. With eyes like that That guy could sing. She flys him back Across the sea. The city’s moon: It strums their tune. Related Posts: 4 New Iambic Poems

  • 4 New Iambic Poems

    Iambic Dimeter: “I Know the Lake” I know the lake. There’s nothing more. What is at stake Is behind the door. Up in the sky Your hair flew wild. Your sunglassed eyes They hid the child. I thought you said To meet down there. We’d find the bed Without a care. It’s over now. It…