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Pedagogy and History

Requiem assigned virgin penitent minds shackled to words with rimming pictures that shutter the lens storybook clutter now dead men talk their...

Residual of 9-11

steel girders now abridged charter scraps of mercantile pride subsumed 'neath the ashes of freedom's altar veiled limbs dissected, liberated...

Death's Brief Interlude

I stumbled on a funeral march whose circuit had been completed an ebony line lay in repose as a somber conclave hovered 'neath a starched canopy...

A Lunar Beacon

Wrapped in cellophane the night to strain its mellow chalice brimmed with starry sighs but a gaunt replica of day gone by haunting my every move Only...

Red Light District Starlets

A sparkling twinkle brims empty cavity seamless grooves bridge a parody of lines beauty and frailty skin and marrow parabolas spindle soft-spoken...

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7 of my comments have received 6 Great Feedback votes

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A sad but artistic retreat

Posted on Mon, 23 Feb 2015

A sad but artistic retreat from the one who accented your life with mirth and passion. I would love to see you strike the self deprecating stanza from the poem. Your poignant, deeply-expressed words show that you have the ability of a poet.

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Posted in Beaujolais Days

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 I particularly like the last

Posted on Tue, 03 Feb 2015

 I particularly like the last stanza. I like the contrasting of the howling wind and bleating lamb. It reminds me of the saying that "March comes in like a lamb, goes out like a lion. Congrats on your very cherry day!

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Posted in February

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 Love your poem, as usual.

Posted on Sat, 31 Jan 2015

 Love your poem, as usual. The only lines I would change would be ones describing the heavy snow on the hedges. I think that "itch to peel off their heavy coats" might sound better. Any who, I like the descriptive winterscape you have painted. I...

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Posted in Late January Morn

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An enticing but winsome

Posted on Mon, 02 Jun 2014

An enticing but winsome daliance with the unknown! A trail of tears that winds through the years. If only the days of wine and song were not just a panacea. Your descriptive language brings this poem to life. Have a very cherry day!

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Posted in Castle in the Clouds (I.P.)

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A nice, introspective view of

Posted on Mon, 25 Nov 2013

A nice, introspective view of the inner city and the inner self. These two themes are nicely melded together. Your artistic descriptions have created a picturesque poem.

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Posted in The Night Without

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I like "with the blink of an

Posted on Sun, 12 May 2013

I like "with the blink of an eye" as an ending. I like your blurry rhyme scheme. You use small words that rapidly flow. Your form is as fluid as the cheetah's quick strides.Read full comment

Posted in Cheetah