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On Sand and Steps (Draft 4)
On Sand and Steps (Draft 4) Without power dark and hungry hurricane charms. None could wash away Sandy sorrow and surges when too many steps needed to be taken urgently. My thigh hurts from a pull bec… more →
FREE-VERSE POETRY by Douglas Gilbert
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wrote 3 weeks ago: Have I mentioned that I stalk all things musical theatre? The title is a reference to one of my favo … more →
Day Thirty.
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wrote 3 weeks ago: Poem what is a poem but a plan? i, your brownie, will be in like and in like and turn the pages of t … more →
Day Twenty Nine.
wrote 3 weeks ago: I Hate Rainy Days. Stop the rain. Part the clouds. Bring the sun. It is unfair, surely, that our bur … more →
Day Twenty Eight.
wrote 3 weeks ago: Sun Haiku (Lament More) oh, powerful sun, will you ever realize that the love you share should refus … more →
Day Twenty Seven.
wrote 4 weeks ago: Whispering. Don’t mind me, dear, as I push you toward this rooftop, right up to the very edge, … more →
Day Twenty Six.
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wrote 4 weeks ago: Moon Haiku (Lament No More) my miserable moon, when will you realize that he may own the sky, but yo … more →
Day Twenty Five.
wrote 4 weeks ago: The Rhymer I began to tire of all these poems about you. Catharsis by way of rhyme, or pentameter, … more →
On Sand and Steps (Draft 4)
wrote 1 month ago: On Sand and Steps (Draft 4) Without power dark and hungry hurricane charms. None could wash away San … more →
Day Twenty Four.
wrote 1 month ago: Payless Shoes Do you have these shackles in my size? Yes, I am going to a special event, thank you f … more →
Day Twenty Three.
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wrote 1 month ago: Mourning Becomes the Body Electric. I move from grief to giddy like a shadow, passing between the th … more →
Day Twenty Two.
wrote 1 month ago: Alphabet Epiphany (For X) At no surprise to me, you never admitted fault, Believing that I was far t … more →
Day Twenty One.
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wrote 1 month ago: From Damascus to Emmaus I’m waiting you out. I’ll be here, standing on the side of this … more →
Day Twenty.
wrote 1 month ago: Defer that Dream. what happens when the apple of your eye begins to turn? what happens when the appl … more →
Day Nineteen.
wrote 1 month ago: The Choose Haiku What a crazy dream. You were attacked by large bees. I chose not to help. Then out … more →
Chicken Cutlets (Draft 2)
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wrote 1 month ago: Chicken Cutlets So delicious are the bread crumbs of a smile coating so well the cutlet of kindness, … more →
Day Eighteen.
wrote 1 month ago: In the Company of Women. Why have I been wrapped into your world, where shapes and figures (hardly M … more →
Day Seventeen.
wrote 1 month ago: You, Poet. Oh, archetypal poetic dreamboat, drenched in all things pentameter and haiku, quoting Gin … more →
Day Sixteen.
wrote 1 month ago: Learning, Gratitude (Hindsight) To you. The heart should never be so revealed, so unaware of where t … more →
Day Fifteen.
wrote 1 month ago: Anatomy of a Year there you have it– my open, beating heart, exposed on this frozen windowsill … more →
