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My Favorite Bouquet (correct version)
My Favorite Bouquet Buy me no roses, I begged him. Spare me the sight of their bloom. They wither and die, and depress such as I, but I do so adore their perfume! Two things – a vial of rose essence,...
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MY MAN (the texture of his soul)
MY MAN (the texture of his soul) Jagged thorny corners where nuns did a number on him Nearby, a fountain that weeps salt for this father, gone too soon On one side, blown glass Cool to the touch,...
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Marian, Merlin, and Me
Friends, this is the time of year when the pastor and his wife are very, very busy, so I will be taking a break between now and around New Year’s Day. But I had to post this poem at Real Toads’ Open...
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Prelude to a Kiss
Prelude to a Kiss First time I saw him, I had that feeling. We would either be friends forever… or we would be, forever. Eyes so warm and chocolate brown, that stubble after a day of fighting The Man...
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Moustache Man (a rhapsody)
Moustache Man Your moustache tickles me You tickled me from the start The enchanting, spirited glow that dissipated sad old shadows You were a daddy when one was really needed… more than a stepdad, a...
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Of Love and More
Of Love and More First love lost; ‘twas not worth keeping (or it’s cheap red wine a-speaking) Then came city boys who gave me lessons: How To Misbehave (Married, briefly Much grief, chiefly) Then I...
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I Beg Your Pardon… really
I Beg Your Pardon… really For my sisters, who have had to put up with my leftie ranting and defense of my gender-queer daughter… I beg your pardon For my daughter, who had to endure a childhood with a...
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