Tuesday, November 25, 2008
The Hour Is Nigh
[Wednesday's poem] The twilight hour is nigh... Reflection, my life, mellow sigh. O, discord did abound My Spirit in resound Youth faded away Aged comfort today. Pondering existence in reminiscence Hour’s nigh... Martinesque Couplets (declining rhyming couplets [5,4,3,2,1, words per line]; rhyme...
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If You Were To Close Your Eyes
Were it not for braille I would not see words of life in prose. In ebony darkness my eyes see with striking clarity. And if you were to close your eyes, imagine what you could suppose. Plain sight marks my chagrin, blind sight is what I chose. The axis became an alliance accentuating and refining my...
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