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Just Another Thought About Time

Time became a cyclone after thirty

Blurring my eyes as I hurtled through space

Clogging my pores, making me feel dirty

Forcing me to become part of its race. 82 more words

The Good Wife Sonnet II

The count’s new lady cried, “I must confess!”
While he stuck by to clean up the remains;
the crafty count buried the body and mess. 101 more words


Day 16 "The Baffled Heart"

The Baffled Heart

A favored image on this shelf, I keep;
my love. I know that look upon his face.
I learned to read his eyes though now he sleeps. 102 more words



Attesting to the stain of sin,
Conceiving insincerity,
Salvation (holy, blessed mephitis)
Seeped the sickly sap through Eden.

Love had nurtured, witnessed for it,
Promulgated through each pore; 45 more words


Someone Murdered the Pope

Someone murdered the Pope in the chapel.

Who could this be, making the trouble?

Is it the doctor who has a sharp scalpel?

Is is the hobo who lives in the rubble? 86 more words


Day 15 "Between Two Worlds"

“Between Two Worlds”

Though heaven’s gate be grace-filled for the soul,
my being hovers, halting near this earth.
Unless you, only love, were there to hold, 96 more words


Sonnet 18

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date: 363 more words