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Poem: A Thousand Different Lights

To see you in a thousand different lights, And watch the shadows play upon your face. To revel in the myriad delights, That sun and stars would delicately trace. To sense your every mood and temperant, Observe you comprehend and … Continue reading

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Sonnet: The Life I Miss

It was so raucous, with them all around at times I thought, like some pneumatic drill alone inside my room, devoid of sound the memories within are louder still The constant conflict seemed too high a price combined with expectations … Continue reading

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Poem: Blind Dating

Sanguine anticipation, a fantasy convivial, caught my imagination, awaiting her arrival. What mysteries within her, would she elect to proffer? What gems of wit and wonder, had I within my coffer? How grand the hope that hovers, and leads us … Continue reading

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Poem: My Childhood

A good running start, you might say. A nice quiet town, my own room. They tried very hard, but one day, I had to escape, that cramped womb. Why I didn’t stay like my friends. Who always obeyed, or more … Continue reading

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My Definition of Poetry

poetry NOUN: 1. The art or work of a poet. Middle English, from Old French poete, from Latin poeta, from Greek poietes, maker, composer, from poiein, to create. No one may define poetry except the poet. In like manner no … Continue reading

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Poem: I watched you leaving

I watched you leaving, saw you wave. Your face lined with sickness body bruised and beaten eyes set in a mask neither happy nor sad the lover that I could not save It was not the first time, both of … Continue reading

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Sonnet: I Have Sought Thee

I have sought thee for so long, every day and every hour, every poem and every song, wrought to bring our love to flower. Is there naught for me to say, what persuasion, what endearment, could I now at your … Continue reading

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