“My Quicksilver Life”

The cue ball’s measured tap now makes its move. Yet man predicts but seconds in its fate. Like life, quicksilver hearts are not defined. Tomorrow’s rain, a non-conclusive clime. If Chaos rules our days , accept his ways as juggled plates, airborne with jostling hands. Accepting Now is where we are sublime. If Science can…

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“The Gladiator”

  Epitome of male stupidity when warriors wage they have control as thus: He stands, alone,  amidst bloodthirsty Roman crowd. Our hero waits to see what will emerge. His metal mail, his honed and sharpened sword no defense for his host behind the door. A buzzing crowd of bees he best explore than meet this…

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“The Doves”

  (Photo by Jacqueline Casey) This week’s gargleblaster ultimate question: “Why do birds suddenly appear?”   “The Doves” My messengers, two doves, of silent wing did settle just outside my windowsill. In early light, they stopped their lofty sing. My knowledge of their wistful pause did thrill: Heard low moan from their peaceful breast: “Love…

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“A Poem for Your Pocket”

“Tell it To My Heart” Though Heaven acts as anchor for my soul, a lofty tether is your earthly kiss. Since Heaven’s orb shines brightest in your eyes, I’ll  choose that crown of gold:  your blissful sigh. Day 24 April, 2014,  PAD Challenge, Writer’s Digest, Prompt: use “tell it to____”

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“Self-Discovery”

  “Self-Discovery” Discover claws as your critique unfolds. Though prisoner , I know not my accuser. So doomed, indeed, deserve to see who told this banning of my words by that abuser. Alas, he is a coward, I surmise for address is unknown as is his face. His judgment and my plea is no surprise…

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Last Valentine

  Last Valentine I send a single, silken note with lace. My whispered chant of love an offering here. My pen now bends upon the parchment face; my pause with solemn thought as in a prayer. I halt and scratch the surface of a dream; seems all my sense now frail with disbelief. There is…

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April 24, 2014 “Tell it to My Heart”

  “Tell it To My Heart” Though Heaven acts as anchor for my soul, a lofty tether is your earthly kiss. Since Heaven’s orb shines brightest in your eyes, I’ll  choose that crown of gold:  your blissful sigh. Day 24 April, 2014,  PAD Challenge, Writer’s Digest, Prompt: use “tell it to____”

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Bullfinch’s Mythology

“Bullfinch’s Mythology” Greeks say that Eros, born of chaos clings to Erebus and Earth. Born of delight from the egg of night, filled with fervor; full of worth. Eros issues from her womb more love, from such darkness sets men free from the egg of night, born of delight; as duplicitous does man conceive. Eros…

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