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Visual Melody
Let me write you a beautiful piece of poetry Words with sweet visual melody Spread across the landscapes To dazzle beyond imagination's...

The Front Desk
At the front desk, I sit to let you in Into the workspace, you have been. Good morning you’d say to me. Uh-huh! I’d reply to my screen. A...

The Ecstatic Laughter Sonnet
Under a pile of bedsheets in July, Are stains and spots that will not rinse-dry As the rhythm of the rain beats steady To wash the love...

Rain of Pain
Listen to the dirge―the song of the wrecked. The battered, oppressed, and the wretched; When dreams and screams beget deep hate. To...

When I Die
When I die, let me not in any state lay. Throw me into the blazing inferno at the crematorium. Pour my ash in the gutters at the...

Receding Time
Against the slow receding strains; When the moon relays its restraints. And the sun bares earth's constraints. Should a man dare to state...

The Mystic Drums
Woven to the rhythm of many a song By the mystic, drum beats in the gong. The percussion cadence grow strong, Pulsating throbs move the...

Content To Be
Where the earth's green Beds with the loyal sky's blue The verdant so lean and true Nothing evident but a dream. Where does art the sun...

Grieve Not For Me
Once upon my time. I will hear my last chime, Before that hour is due, I am on a leaf but a dew. Then let me down to lie. My laboring...

Mother’s Faded Wrapper
Mama lags a large head-pan. On her back, weight and added angle. At her sides, the baby's feet dangle. Another child follows along in a...

Dallas To New York
A blabbering landloper runs a natal bargain, In the land where recent flurries quenched the mid-day sun The blizzard leaves the ground...

Tear In the Back
A sudden flash occurs as it spins, urshering an inaudible chirp. Then I could no longer discern the close-up. Inside the sphere, a...

Grief and Relief
Her life is gone over the ridge. In the end, it was all pain and grief. Harmony deserts, her sleep slid, Cycling mind keeps her eyelid...

Momma Knows
Momma knows the stone pits like hell. Shredded feet amble along as on eggshells. Blistered hands with lamps held tight, She cracked and...

Spare Kids
A father declared, he has two. To others, he has extra pair to spare. In his death, they came on the air. Many fathers attest to extra...

Life's Keep
When fidelity is the key, And it isn't done for a fee. Then, it is bound to be free. Let it sanitize a Kraken freak. We will sing our...

Attitude Patience and the Yuletide
Some play with words for the cadence. Others may play coy for the credence. They who have nothing have patience. Those who worry too much...

















