Sonnet for a Friend With OCD

“Sonnet for a Friend With OCD” Consider now the glory of the rose so short her moment in the throes of life. I wish for her disorder not proposed to bloom and bloom in thus repeated strife. She could be vain and pose as does the tree but nature gives her one, small moment’s pride.…

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Remembrance

Kyrielle Sonnet, 14 lines, rhyme: AabB;ccbB;ddbB;AB “Remembrance” I keep you in my warm embrace though you are gone another place. Above, where only birdies sing with song of love’s remembering. I see your face in all that’s true: the sunlight reminisces you; the feathered edge of raindrop’s ping with song of love’s remembering. I hear…

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Oh, Green, Green, Green, Green, Green!

Oh, Green, Green, Green, Green, Green! Comes April, as expected, babbling. An idiot’s delight, her tresses dressed; her yellow-noise among the branches sing: “I lift your spirit with my sunny breast.” April’s here again; seductive creeper; among the dandelions nods her song. Splen`drous! she regales us with her blinders of green and leafy circles; vining…

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The Poet

“The Poet” Due West I daily travel seeking my Elysium; the perfect word; the startled thought expressing love found in long lines stretching to eternity. I trace the same worn pathway as Ulysses; my utterances pitched against that hazed horizon where no sound; nothing bounces back pitch black save the recognition of my voice spiraling…

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Another Monday

The morning sun invades like wing`ed gull. White, shuttered light peeps through the silent lull. Against my bedroom wall the sun now blinks. My eyes; my lashes, stuttering, are dull. My yawn, too cavernous and widely spent, now breaks this solemn scene of sunlit tint. And, groaning in my bones, my back is bent. My…

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