The Art of Tea and Poetry

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Sitting on speed, metal wings in flight / black ribbons below adorned in sequins of light / screeching engines startle Night / as Time descends / Feet on ground baggage bound<br /…
A Rhyme from Romper Room
Jack and Jill hit the campaign trail / To fetch a bushel of voters / Jack fell down for being a clown / And Jill went Galluping forward Up got Jack from his stumbling act / As f…
Birth of a River
mute starkness / an exhausted desert / blue sky white night / flesh on flesh / marital rite / in heat, soaked in sweat / body to body / a rapturous duet<br /…
A Lone Traveler
A solitary spirit / Effeminate in form Asphalting miles of memories / Treading many a storm: Intellectual roads / Laid with diamonds and dust Carnal paths / La…
Lionhearted
A lion dwells in your sentient savanna / Persistence and purpose his badges of strength / Urban forests breed banality and bromide / Seize him and purge Man of his shallow decent…

Sitting on speed, metal wings in flight
black ribbons below adorned in sequins of light
screeching engines startle Night
as Time descends

Feet on ground baggage bound
metal scales bear the weight of
folded clothes and memories and
gifts for mending absences

Sitting on speed, bias ply gripping sheets
of asphalt
dot to dot dazzling delight of
overhead street white

Car parked driveway dark
emotion pounding against my chest
front walk, key to lock
door opens wide, I'm inside

Embraced by the fragrance of children
dreaming their mother home


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