Tag Archives: April is Poetry Month

Vincent – HONORABLE MENTION

VINCENT After Van Gogh’s Wheatfield with Crows and The Harvest  Crows crowd the horizon Bleeding onto the canvas In curves of inky black—  In a scythe, in a comma Indicating a pause andA procession, though not Quite an ending—  In … Continue reading

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No Argument

NO ARGUMENT First the facts Then the truth The facts speak For themselves The truth sits Silent In your throat Sensations Floating Unmoored An abandoned boat Washing to shore After a storm The facts warn The truth Already knows The … Continue reading

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Climactic

CLIMACTIC 42 million years ago Or so Two flies got caught In amber Whilst caught in each other And in something Unplanned A tiny grand window Into the sins Of ancient creatures Sticky with desire Now permanently frozen Forever on … Continue reading

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Yesterday’s Promise

YESTERDAY’S PROMISE What flows In the marrow of winter’s cold bones Flows in your own Veins of mystery Move the spirit In a flood through your body As you feel the pulse of blood surge Remembering love There’s more that … Continue reading

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What Remains

WHAT REMAINS There is a white, almost invisible line Where there used to be a thick, white scar And before that, an angry red numbness And before that The wound that opened For you to leave And be free of … Continue reading

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Appetance

APPETENCE We wait in line For the deceased To come to church To be laid to rest by the priest To become part of the body of Christ At the Feast of Saints As the woman behind us rises And … Continue reading

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Incipient Bloom

INCIPIENT BLOOM If you were to gatherThe most beautiful flowersOn earthInto one vaseWould they compete for value?Or standIn their own lovelyInnocenceIndividualAnd yet part of the praise-Worthy assemblageOf othersThere for the gaze— You look like your fatherYou look like your motherYou … Continue reading

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