Nuclear War
Now is the time to
Unleash what is long overdue.
Cincture the fear of nations.
Lock the wheel of proliferation.
Eternity is forever.
Atomic bombs should be never.
Revolving longheartedly in this world,
Working for the extinction of nuclear war
Allows us to give this world a whirl
Refusing to initiate the beginning of nuclear war.
* composed after reading “Nuclear War (acrostic) ” by Cassy Taberna on this site
- July 21,2008
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No Promise of Spring
In marriage there is only one you
–––– and many seasons
No matter the outer changes
It’s getting to know you
–––– the you of each other
The faces we wear today
fade away
springs and summers come and go
In the fall we’ll shed our leaves
delve deeper deeper
in the dark dark winter
until we find
the true you of our love
without the promise of spring.
Published online by Write Me A Metaphor
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New Beginnings
the clouds
................dark in the horizon
..............................prepare for departure
the day
................morning fresh
..............................invite us to join in
we learn our language
................without dictionaries
through sight and sound
................our own history
a repeating series
................of understanding
with a background
................of Mama and Papa
- May 16,2009
Published online in the July/August issue of Sketchbook
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Martin Luther King (Clerihew verse-form)
Martin Luther King was not a king.
He did not have horses, a crown, or anything.
He preached a lot and had a dream
Of everybody eating ice cream.
The following poem is in the Clerihew verse-form, which was invented by Edmund Clerihew Bentley, author of Trent’s Last Case, the perfect murder mystery. It consists of two rhymed couplets. The first couplet usually (can also be the second couplet) includes the name of a famous person. The other lines contain a characteristic, real or fictional, of the person.
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Color Blind
What color do you see
or is it what you believe?
I see a horse blue
and the grass purple,
or is it the other way round?
I live in Lexington
where horse racing is fun,
where grass is believed to be blue
and the horse is seen as purple.
You need not this believe.
You I do not deceive.
The horse stands proudly on the corner,
conceived in purple for the contest
to promote what the city is known for best.
Everyone knows that who wagers.
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Funambulist
Do you wander the field
................to catch that certain butterfly
................................or just any you can find?
And when you do
................do you know its name or origin,
................................that it is no longer real?
You cup it in your hands
.................wings fastened tight
.................................caged freedom’s flight
We cannot grasp
.................what a butterfly feels,
No matter how we try.
.................as long as it can’t fly.
August 14,2007
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A Crack In The Mirror
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Where are you hiding me?
That face is not the one I recall.
It’s not the me I seem to be.
Forget that school reunion picture.
I’m not the fella standing there.
Who could all those others be?
Where is Joe and Fred, with their hair?
Could that be Bill and Paul?
So many I never saw.
Could it be we were classmates once?
I feel like such a dunce.
Mirror, mirror on the wall.
Why can’t you hide the years?
A crack now in your face appears.
My memory is cracking too I fear.
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Leaves (thread)
under the dogwood
leaves cover
a cat’s grave
early spring
one leaf still dangles
from the tree
palmistry
dew drops on a leaf
pick a vein
widow’s diary
pressed rose petal
the last leaf
with the rain drops
leaves flutter to the ground
fall showers
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Cheesy Moon (Ghazal)
Look up and gaze at craters on the cheesy moon.
A cow, a spoon jumping over the cheesy moon.
Opening the refrigerator, what cheese now?
How about more of tasty, crusty, cheesy moon?
Dare I taste the zesty tang of pepper-jack cheese,
Mix and dance with the tango of a cheesy moon?
My office cloudy, loveless, lifeless gray
Could use some life-giving zest of a cheesy moon.
Brie and Camenbert, Ben loves soft and crusty cheese,
Swiss and Gruyère with wide eyes opened, cheesy moon.
- April 8,2008
This was published online by The Ghazal Page in July of 2008.
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Winter Is White
WINTER IS WHITE
Winter is white
.......dogwood white
..............forgetfulness
......... ..........an empty slate
Winter is windy
.......windless words
..............empty words
....................drifting aimlessly
Winter is cold
.......deedless words
..............barrenness
............ ........suffering cold
What sound goes there?
What meaning fills the void?
These white lies of life
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