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Triolet 17 Yes, by FedEx Express, no less, The three-a-day-all-at- once arrive. It makes it all too real, I must confess. Yes, by FedEX Express, no less. From here on in,how do we measure real success If the new game is to survive? Yes, by FedEX Express, no less, The three-a-day-a--ll-at-once arrive...

#16 Nowhere I assumed it was alive and I assumed it was human, the figure curled fetal on the front steps of the shelter. Later, a blue-shirted man walked toward me wearing food service or first responder or surgical gloves. He carried a Styrofoam cup as if it were a urine sample. I crossed the str...

MEET ASIAN GIRLS NOW I had a love for you big as China, and I have stopped fighting for you.   I am not from Singapore or Siam,   some small village in Vietnam where they sell their daughters all day long to buy rice.  The last time I made rice, I burned it, and you are not going to find me  posing...

binx wrote: ↑

Tue Apr 16, 2019 7:42 am

Poem 4/16

Paschal

I dream of storm clouds,
gathering dark beyond sin,
and a man—

I hear him
breathing.


by George

At this time of year, your diamond-like poem evokes an archetypal mystery. The last stanza is agonizing. marcel
 

Day 16 Irony DNA results are back. I am one-percent Black. If my mother were not dead, she would just shake her hed and say, "We are NOT Black!"-- denying what I learned today. If my mother were not dead, she would curl her lip, take another sip of her iced Mint Julep, and exclaim, "Oh, YOU'RE Blac...

I'm in such fine company here. I am amazed. I've been advised to quit apologizing but I don't think my work rises to these standards. I'll keep working on it though.  I wrote this the day of my onslaught and didn't plan to use it but today my brain is shrouded in fog. -That's a poem for another day...

ajduclos wrote: ↑

Tue Apr 16, 2019 5:38 am

So powerful, so honest... moving..............

Oh the "bark mask"! Where is my mallet and chisel? 

Triolet 16

Notre Dame, dry to kindling, burns. 
Do we mourn the Buddhas of Bamyan?
Symbol of the Church as an urn,
Notre Dame, dry to kindling, burns.
Unless the shell dies. . . will we ever learn
About new life come manana?
Notre Dame, dry to kindling, burns.
Do we mourn the Buddhas of Bamyan?

Triolet 14 My years are coming to a close . . .  In a month, a year, a decade. Time to caress the last budding rose. My years are coming to a close/ And the thing, by Jove, I'm no morose. Time enough to enjoy lemonade. My life is coming to a close . . . In a month, a year, a decade. ( I my have plac...

just a bit of a front story on this. Years ago a friend took a homeless lady in. He was so kind and peaceful. He went missing. The woman shot, dismembered and cannibalized. I wrote this yesterday. Sometimes it takes awhile to reach it. I apologize for the lengthiness. MORNING OF MOURNING A drowsy s...