The dancer

The best of dancers ruined by a host Of summer loves that soon to winter fall. So much to see ‘tween winter and the fall. The call to choose and slip the hand from glove To slip away from splendor of that love. Crescendo reached and still she dances on Life is too short to…

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“There May Be Dragons”

Photo by Jacqueline Casey There may be dragons in that soul-less flight where harpies;  hovering aloft her bed, born of a spell that chills the wicked night and winters in her heart some unknown dread. There may be dragons in the hate-filled gloom: a whistling as the icy wind now drones. As thundering is heard;…

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“Mother Eclipse”

Mother Eclipse The morning doves now pause their cooing, grand! The infant’s little lids close heavily. All nature yawns at fading of their land while green has turned to black too instantly! How must our father’s fore us felt when torn: their brightest sun is sprinkled on black leaves. Like little half-moons dance about the…

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The Hankering

“The Hankering” Then suddenly September rain comes down. The green peas whisper to the thirsty corn: “New seasons yearn before your silk turns brown. Some nameless hand will bend you one dark morn!” From Miller’s Pub, our hero drains his beer. His dream: to leave this red-clay country life. But not before the dinner bell…

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“All The Beautiful Young Men”

“All the Beautiful, Young Men” I see the beauty in their brave-lit eyes. At Omaha, it is their shining hour. The camera’s caught the gray of early dawn. Men stand; committed to a greater power. The ramp now opens; there’s the glint of morn. No turning back ; this is no time for pause. Momentum…

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“Adrift, Upon the Lee”

“Adrift, Upon the Lee” My soul’s adrift; her spirit lost to wind. I’m tossed and vainly seek a safer lee. I pull the anchor chain and with it send my heart a-flutter, full-blown, out to sea. My boat has ample weight yet she is trim. She dreams of color and a high romance with sun…

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Sonnet For Siyah

Sonnet For Siyah The song that springs from your sweet innocence; The petal of your lips an open grin. A flower is my Siyah; no pretense; Her baby eyes remind us love must win. Oh, stay, my little bud! It is your day! Remind us that our moments with you now will never come again…

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Fish Fantasy

Fish Fantasy Upon this beach, the people saunter by. Idyllic children play at water’s edge. The warm wind blows its foam into my eyes. My heavy heart sinks silent from this ledge. But, lo! my body; buoyed by the salt, forgets. My mind now slips its bony cage. Free floating, spiny blob.  I’m fish, default…

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