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Tag Archives: sacrifice
It Is Their Flag: roundelay
Almost in spite, some fools seem to keep trying. They seek a balance where mad chaos reigns; they fight for life, despite death’s constant sighing, giving their all for sake of what remains. It is their flag that in the … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, courage, English verse forms, John Dryden, perseverance, poetic forms, roundelay, sacrifice, struggle, war
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Glory Evermore: dirge
With slow and silent steps it comes encroaching on the day, the shadow of the night that grows to fill the world with gray. Oh, come and join the battle, child, for glory evermore. War on its march to midnight … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, battle, dirge, futility, glory, illusion, poetic forms, sacrifice, war
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Out of Plumb: a caudate sonnet
When will these foolish notions dissipate and take their place with dreams, safe in the grave? How long must I be some grand idea’s slave, locked in an endless struggle with my fate? How much of life will pass me … Continue reading
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Tagged balance, caudate sonnet, knowledge, martyrdom, poetic forms, sacrifice, truth
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The Libertine
You cannot win. It seems no matter which way you progress (to seek self-sacrifice for good, or your own happiness), the world will work against you to undo what you have done. It will erode your monuments and interrupt your … Continue reading
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Tagged balance, condemnation, hedonism, justice, morality, movies, sacrifice, The Libertine
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For Bukowski
Believe it … poetry can heal wounds; of course, an awkward, ill-set bone will sometimes need to be re-cracked, and soft illusions that so gently cradle us to bind the flesh beneath, must go. And often, language is so poor … Continue reading
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Tagged Charles Bukowski, exhuberance, living, poetry, power, sacrifice, words, writing
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What price a pawn
What price paid by a pawn who makes, if merely by sheer luck or chance, its way through fields strewn by mistakes in focused, single step advance to the far end of what it knows, where all the trappings of … Continue reading
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Tagged coersion, control, daily poems, games, hierarchies, leadership, power, sacrifice
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