Month: Jan 2025
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Flow
Wet yet spring in step, hopeful yet of late Spring A lapping spring thought imaginary, hidden since history No mad king’s lap-spread map could bring you to its brink Only chance, happenstance, incidence or accidents provide access to the relaxing idyll where they stoop to drink and linger a little, a little thing The ring…
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Another Duchess
Above others, one painting I am often invited to display and explain He points, revealing creaseless priestlike cuffs “What about that one there?” Descending the staircase, a sense that every step displaces Some antient air, the valiance and vanity of this hallowed bastion The host, longing always being most, in the latest fashions and sashes,…
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Brumal Hymns
We left a fire reduced to ashes Clumps of crumpled gift wrapping, snapped crackers Half-finished wine glasses, Santa’s gifts of biscuits and Guinness on the windowsill The good silver, the fine china, the piano’s white keys shining with recent touch The musk of gaiety, the carols seeming to linger beyond the singer Ah, the fates…
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Walkies?
Knees Fixes to collar the clip of the lead Master craning Freeing from a ring where wax macks hang the reigns Rain detouring the casement little deterrent Defiant little terrier knows what happens come half past five When arriving master fits bridle.
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Comradeship
That hungry hound expectant stare, staring upstairs toward the landing The North room of his master Where a single lantern acts as day’s ward, a pale flaming sword sought to frame the familiar male face smilingly descending A palm upraised frustrates the canine’s ascent, but he has the scent His Lord’s proper actions thwart direction’s…
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