Dog whisperer
sometimes you’re stared at on end, your guests don’t move, don’t bark
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When The Music Stops
The unkindest cut of all.
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Thursday Sonnet: Storm
Because the storm of love is raging On a chest too young to claim It has weathered storm and rain I build a house and, in it, staging Pantomimes of rigid bliss, I tell myself and tell myself
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I Can Recall
There are something you just don't want to forget, because memories are all that's left at the end of the day! (-;
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Men would quake in their opium hearts
Men would quake in their opium hearts to meet A beauty in whose pleasing narcotic glance All the spheres of the primate’s earth beguile And in who’s still doe like goddess graces dance.
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The cradle of the chosen!
Touch, how“plainly the mountains sit In a horseshoe sleigh of snow Smell, how” oblivion reverberates, in it? When pragmatic sluice wheels blow... Hear, how” raucous the rooks, festoon
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O” child of mine grow no-older
Place your head upon my shoulder O” child of mine grow no-older. Less life’s platitudes make you stronger. Stay with me a little longer! Misfortune” rings her lowly bell
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Like a little pot of gold
If beauty could let” her love to me” Like the white buds on a magnolia tree What a souls tapestry there would be What a freedom in my breast for thee Could I in truth set wing flung free...
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The Old Couple
You slipped, darling. But young arms kindly returned you, terrified. I grip your hand to steady you, shaking. We return to our familiar steps, slower still.
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Sometimes
Sometimes the world seems monochrome, like an endless corridor of televisions untuned, as though someone pulled the plug and drained away all colour. Then, in moments like these,
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