Poems from mynameisraj

In the topaz breath of morning Reeds shiver in their wintry coats Pines arc past the horizon Luxuriant breezes rise from their beds And...
Come here, child Sit on my knee I’ll tell you a story This is your hand With it you’ll carve out colors in soft squares Let me tell you a...
Where’s Grandaddy? Come on darling, stay with me Grandaddy’s dead, sweetie. Are you sure this is okay? From our old chains we now are free...
My sonnet’s not a pretty thing Its rhymes are gauche and foul Upon the ears it’s apt to ring Like a dying screech owl.   I cannot rhyme,...
The summer rain is plum wine on my tongue A worm crawls around my fingers like A ring, as if This earth can promise itself to me.   I dig...

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