Heart of the Winter

The snow falls descend over Herod Point As I watch with a sober placid eye For in my heart, I feel an emotion rise up A strange warmth That is so special Only certain things that I hold dear can cause it From my heart into my head And into the...

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A Far Green Country

How often have I dreamed of such a place? How often have I seen those emerald fields, And in that dream, forgotten that I dreamed, That I would wake, had woken, and my life Dissolved into a peaceful deja vu That cannot be remembered? I can...

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Obituary Instructions

Do not call me an angel, when I'm gone. Mourn me, revere me--or not, as you choose-- But as the human person that I was. An angel is a pure celestial thing Too absolute and too ethereal For earthly things like woe or weariness, For home and...

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Procyon Prowling: alliterative verse

Something different: this is not metrical nor rhyming verse. it is in the form of anglo-saxon alliterative verse, the most famous example of which is beowulf.

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Maybe All Confessional Essays Should Be Written In Blank Verse

This started as a question, in my head. Why can I not write love a happy end? Why, when I try, must I write mourning, loss, Bereavement and the need for elegy? I write unto my husband, whom I love, And it becomes a prayer for his soul. I write...

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When we first met

When we first met, I didn't know what to expect, All I knew is that I couldn't let This depression plague you and keep you in debt, On the outcome, I couldn't easily bet, But after seeing your life with a huge dent, I couldn't let you go...

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The Phox

I believe that you will find this ode about a frolicking young fox cub to be a "golden" example of poetry arranged in an interesting manner that some of the more astute Yiffstar visitors might be able to comprehend. (I'm not holding out much hope...

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S L E E P

Trepid Cold Shaking Shivering Quaking Just beneath the weight Holding the world You knew to be true As it all comes apart right in front of you Your tenderness and care ripped from the epicenter Like a cancer, metastasizing into a grotesque...

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Hitchhike Talks | by KitsuneJey

**HITCHHIKE TALKS** by **KitsuneJey** -- A Poem _Excuse me, stranger. Are you going to Vegas? I'm a foreigner who travels light, and I confess that I have sinned._ _I'm so grateful, dude. Do we know each other? All these wonders run through...

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Debt | by KitsuneJey

**Debt (A Poem)** by **KitsuneJey** _"What's this stuff?" you just ask,_ _In the middle of the night,_ _To the fox who's working now,_ _Taking most of after hours._ _"Please, come here," I reply._ _"There is room for you and me._ _Do not mind...

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Contrasts of Bittersweet

There's a chill in the air, Darkness is there, But my eyes see so vividly now. I shut myself in, Devoured by sin, But my lips are trembling now. If I can't breathe, And you just seethe, And my body is quivering now, Then I'm set...

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The Candle

I wanted to light a candle for you, A simple gesture, That's for sure. The flame warm and soothing, Like your presence on a rainy day. I wanted to play a song for you, To show you some things That I know. To reciprocate what you had given, And...

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