Your Great Empire Falls

While they sing of the Promised Land in church
I stand up and walk out the shadow door
to stand beneath the flowering chestnut tree
where birds discuss romantic states of mind.
If I become the lark no one hears

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Her Shipwrecked Home

Eating at round kitchen table of hope
with birds transforming from her wingless eyes,
she dreams her house is floating on the sea
with skirt of her obsessions as broad sail
that captures wind of sorrow blowing wild

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Wings Of Pale Decay

Awake on thin ice of their fragile hearts,
too taut to trust with steps they need to take,
they float on tattered wings of pale decay
above the milk-glass pond of fabled fate
with faces bulging from the weightless tide

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Ashes in River Wind

The frail dented urn of gray lightweight tin
appears to gleam with temporary light.
My father lounges in back of my car
with silent sorrow wedged behind the seat
where he once scolded me for driving fast,
his breath

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Statues In The Snow

Stark morning glare exposes field of graves
where marble figures lurk in frozen rows,
mute faces, carved from stone, that eyeless gaze
with hope to seek the cold indifferent sun
as flakes descend to cloak their stony

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Builder Of The Bridge

Rain drenches seven rugged hills of Rome
when thunderstorm rolls in volatile rage
with lightning bolts Jove hurls at trembling Earth
from Apennine Mountains to Alban Hills,
flushing torrents of water between banks

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Junkyard Of Religious Faith

Too often I have to remind myself
that non-0rganic objects have no soul
because my empathetic mind projects
sense of consciousness onto cars and things,
imagining with glow of jovial glee
that they are happy

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Library Of The Afterlife

Because he is the last person to leave
his once-thriving community of souls,
Mike parks his car on deserted Main Street
where ghosts who lived there more than eighty years
walk up and down past stores of bleak

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Cyclic Law Of Heaven

When Devil Prophet of the flaming sea
walks on Earth in wreaths of argentine flames,
he finds Star Queen in the sycamore tree
who chants spells for his acrobatic games
while he teaches humans to love the world
for

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Geometry Of Electric Thought

Through geometry of electric thought
when I encounter shadow of my soul,
trapped deep in architecture of weird truth,
I exercise fate-intense discipline
with insufficient punishment of faith
to steer

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Gold Peonies Bloom

Gold peonies bloom from heart of the Earth
to dream untelling beauty of lost time
through simple answer of sunlight on grass
from questions wind asks over the rippling lake
so I pretend that Nature loves my soul
since

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Name Of My Mother

When my mother, who created my soul
from spirit of my father to transform
their two separate immortal gene codes
in new body which nurtures my brain dream,
fades into shadow of her memories,
I carve idol mask to

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Domestic Disquietude

Down the long eerie tunnel of the heart,
arched brick walls dripping tears of her dead friends,
Marie walks toward green glowing light of hope
in cheerful forest where the wood thrush sings
the most cheerful melodies

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Where I Play King Lear

As father of three witches brewing potions
that transform robots into human beings,
I refuse to play King Lear in your drama,
so I hide secrets in the cellar door
as my mother cooks cornbread and spaghetti
while

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Slaves To Money God

If we remember why the bridge was built
to connect rivals for water of life,
we could share apples and bread at the feast
before they invade our town from the sea
and sell us all as slaves to Money God
though he was

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Vale Of Singing Skulls

Hidden in strict asylum of my heart,
my hopes for happiness sprout demon wings
and flap away in twilight of lost time
to swarm across the vale of singing skulls
which represent ancestors of my genes
who call to me

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Glass Bones Of My Soul

When glass bones of my soul hum at midnight
I hear songs of star angels emanate
through words I express with breath of my soul
that flash as lightning bolts across my brain
to luminate infinite space of silence

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Safe Land Of Goshen

Walking throughout the house of many rooms,
the woman who remembers dawn of time
searches for the ghost weeping in locked doors,
but finds more than shadow on the wall
cast by wordless sunlight of the season
when

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Weird Hour Of Storms

Not since weird hour of storms across the plains,
that crack dark mirror of the humble soul,
have angels known the honesty of fear
when souls of humans rage wild as the wolf
then float on rivers with lithe otter grace

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Bowls Of Sweet Tears

When he breathes scent of the corporeal ghost
stuck in time capsule of the widowed oak,
he wades into river of bloody oil
to ask the salmon in their dialect
how many bridges arch across its flow
with intimate

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