Monthly Archives: June 2018

The “Twikus” of My Life

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ADO #3 One Soul ( A Petrarchan)

ADO #3 – One Soul ( A Petrarchan)

In the shade of a crooked spire

we whisper our divine vows.

Our first gaze did arouse

quiet desire one night did transpire.

No words capture our desire

We love in the time the Universe allows.

Repress fears separation would rouse

had we not set our hearts on fire.

Our love just now is a falling star

racing through the midnight sky;

Serene, remote, bright gold and beautiful.

Any danger seems slight and far.

But no one can see us cry

as we go about our days in dutiful

earthbound lie.

Instead, let us be like a binary star

Unseen but dancing in an eternal sky.

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Tattoo The Devil (Shakespearean Sonnet)

Tattoo The Devil

An interesting conversation,

A tattooed Beauty speaking of a Beast;

Of his attention as an aberration,

away from true love to dissipation.

She is far from being a devil!

Her only sin: She did not want to kiss

someone on whom she could never settle

and giving his flirtations a miss.

Oh not branded by tattooist, no!

In fact, the tattooist felt the Beast unkind

to brand the Beauty as a whore

Because who else might he have maligned?

After all, I left him first in tears and curse

Then exposed his duplicity in this verse.

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Another Game: Saturday


ADO #2 Free Verse

No words,

Just day to day

Kindnesses.

Ticking clock,

Saturday dreams,

What forever means.

A kiss,

Just heart to heart

Promises.

Morning alarm,

Yesterday dreams,

What forever means.

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ADO Haiku #1

Twilight blue June sky.

No Stars or Moon to guide me;

But my soul is on course.

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