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Seven Sin Rondelets

This set of 8 short poems stem from a conversation from years back.  It was a philosophical discussion that went all over the place and eventually landed on the concept of sin.  We discussed how every person is slightly sinful … Continue reading

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Forest of No More

It sits to the south Home to a thick constant mist Weaving through the trees All who step inside Must stay on the winding path That can slip away Mist licks at the edge Hungering for a lost mind Coiling … Continue reading

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Because I’m Just that Level of Crazy Stupid

I’m going to try to make my own poetic form.  Though, it could already exist and I never found it.  I like writing haikus and I hate writing sonnets.  I never got the sonnet pattern down.  It was really hard … Continue reading

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Baby Babble (April Poetry Challenge)

Nonsense noises And makeshift words They use to talk to us A patchwork language That only they can know Adorable and frustrating With tantrums on the rise Adding screams into the mix You push for words And clear descriptions So … Continue reading

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On This Hallowed Night (April Poetry Challenge)

Howling winds Across the barren roads Pulsing candlelight Pouring from disfigured gourds Yellow moon rising High above the shadows And coating trees in light Leaping cats dart around Loosing hisses through the night Only to vanish with no trace When … Continue reading

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The Sleepy Destroyer

Excitement coursing through my veins As my fingers strike the buttons And slam the stick My enemies fly and fall Their screams echoing Through the speakers Even with my handicap A body made of pudgy fluff Threatening to fall asleep … Continue reading

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Druid of the Orchid Path (April is Poetry Month)

Deep within the Umbral Woods As the morning sun appears The druid of the dawn awakens Sitting among the orchids Where not a petal he has harmed   Carefully he stands Draped in his mottled cloak That merges him with … Continue reading

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