Category Archives: sonnet

Tipping Point

Upon the summit, or so nearly there That he can taste it, the late trickster king Stands straight to rub his aching shoulder where It chafes the boulder, savoring the Spring. On heights of depths he stretches, knowing well How … Continue reading

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Everything Must Go

No one I know did not come home from war. The first not forced to fight in Vietnam, We got to choose what we were fighting for; The draft had crashed and burned before our prom. I’ve lost some classmates … Continue reading

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Port Deposit 1965

When I was very small I had a friend Whom I called Ducky, which was apropos Because he was. My sister would pretend That he was just a toy; he wasn’t, though. To prove to her that Ducky could, too, … Continue reading

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Sonnet 45

My president is nothing like the sun: He’s far from bright, though shadows does he cast; If truth is beauty, he’s an ugly one; If beards be lies, he wears out razors fast. I have seen some whom I with … Continue reading

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The Point

Those motions won’t go through themselves “It” can’t get in without your phone There’s plans need shifting onto shelves And nine more stitches needing sewn That molehill isn’t yet a mount Though milk’s been spilt there’s none yet crying Unhatched … Continue reading

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Regifting

I admire people who can paint, Who aren’t embarrassed when they’re asked to draw. The Muse of Visual Arts showed true restraint When gracing me: I earn less awe than, “Aww.” Likewise the vocal arts, whose patroness Gave me the … Continue reading

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Living History Her Story

Pull out your iPhone: Siri, what’s the date? “2/24, YOUR GRANDMOTHER’S BIRTHDAY!” How much is twice her age? “TWO HUNDRED EIGHT.” That many years seems awfully far away, But think about it: Someone Grandma’s age When she was born (before … Continue reading

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