Tag: poetry
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A glimpse of punishment
Youth is some too rich fool’s walled estate A ruined view. The groomed stones I raked fluted for calm Having completed the task of their taming I kick back to placeless safety; that natural madness Which becomes a meadow and undoes a man. For you I pollute the ring-hued arches of my fastness I let…
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Nervous Purple
Score-keeping Norn Whose knit-formed Yonder scorned me. Daunder, she adoringly implored me. Saunter! Haunting a horned me; a sword me, whose glee deforms gorily. Any price, life for diamonds One cannot afford not to be able to afford glory. A bored, thornsat life. Splitting’s wrong; dishonest when you want it all. Be honest, be a…
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I prescribe myself I longed to describe myself But this scribe often finds That rite denied. Incapable Our mythmaking eyes Of lifting the I’s impenetrable shine. She moved around my room like a jilter up the aisle Slow, as if time might lengthen abidingly A book without staples My hooking pages come away Like traumatised…
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Hoof scorn
Suncoloured in my holding hands A golden lance, molten exact Christ-bathed. Moment elapses Smoker relapses Hold of old habits We never leave our old houses Old hats, old rabbits A palace lapsing A backward champion The stallion asking Bits for champing.
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Royal Lions in Line for Titles
When you’re in love, it can be look started Silk surplus curtains back peeled, parting. Looks darting. Revealing a jewelled stag and a diamond-mouthed pine marten. Horned me. Dark, darkest and stormy Inside the door, a worm-eaten portal. Vermeer this sky, a fatal bride. Neither safety nor bridle. Nothing confided By that unbright Titan’s silent…
