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Vacation's Over, Rondeau-Month Isn't

I LIE AWAKE

I lie awake and listen to the night.
She breathes the pain, the birthing of the light.
She cannot rest; her work is never done— 83 more words

Poetry

What Comes Next?

THE MOTHER WEEPS

The mother weeps, not holding back her tears.
She watches as her children, full of fears,
Consumed with hatred, escalate their fight, 76 more words

Poetry

The Unexamined Life

A BOOK UNREAD

A book unread, a story waiting,
A promise held. Invigorating.
The sense of wonder always growing,
The pleasure of not ever knowing. 44 more words

Poetry

Rondeau Fatigue

WHAT HAVE I DONE?

What have I done? This choice I’ve made
Resulted in a long parade
Of stodgy poems, devoid of grace,
That stumble past, not keeping pace, 63 more words

Poetry

Nothing Says Happy Valentine's Day Like a Rondeau

I KNOW IT’S LOVE

I know it’s love, no matter what they say.
I recognize its presence every day
In subtle glances or the slightest touch. 93 more words

Poetry

week 435 ~ democracy

democracy
rings for us all
absolutely
democracy
just you and me
and some football
democracy
rings for us all

me in my Brady jersey (:

February

A Skinny Rondeau

MEDITATION

I sat
on mat
to mind
unwind
chitchat

oh drat
is that
a grind
I sat

stare at
the gnat
soul find
enshrined
in brat
I sat

Poetry