Selected Poems

Let Us Find Once Again What is Pure

Let us separate the fleas from the flies,
A tooth of truth from a mouth full of lies
Setting aside the rot and the rotten
The soiled and the spoiled, the forgotten,
Let us find once again what is pure.

Let us separate the meat from the marrow
The bullheaded bow from the level head arrow
Leaving behind, the pain and the painful
The cursed and the worst, the disdainful,
Let us find once again what is pure.

Let us separate the seed from the seedy
The golden-toned band from the hand of the greedy
Taking instead to the height and the heightened
The cure, the allure, the enlightened,
Let us find once again what is pure.

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Love Becomes Robust

Love becomes robust
when coupling with lust,
a structure indestructible,
a tree that's free of rust.

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The Dawn is a Lofty Wallflower

The dawn is a lofty wallflower
Who cowers from both night and day
She flushes and folds
In blushes and golds,
Then lonesomely rushes away.

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The Somnolent Sky and I

Crucified sky
dead red on high,
have you witnessed too much sin to bear the burden?

Sky impaled by all below,
rose as rage and angst aglow
are you tired sky, astride the world you're blurred in?

There's a truth sky, in your hue
missing in the midnight blue, I imbued
exude it too, my eyes are bloodshot!

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Under the Weather

Upon the return of your absence,
The damaging winds of despair
Picked up with an eminent vengeance
And variant rant-ridden air,

Which blew through my outward appearance
And ripped apart my inner peace,
Dismantled my passionate temperance
And stifled my nightly caprice.

The storm gave a mournful performance
That mirrored my every move,
Thus doubling my sullen sufferance
And proving beyond a doubt you've

Got a hand in commanding the weather
Whether tethered apart or together.