I like the part about rain the most. <3

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----If you love me cross your heart, and hope that I do not die before the best day of my life..

----Every man is a Divinity in disguise. A GOD playing the FOOL

----Do you still think I'm beautiful with mascara tears and red bracelets?

Such a elemental sorrow in this. Wonderful piece, Brendan.

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Shamelessly proud mother of =Mr-Ie

"There are two tragedies in life.
One is not to get your hearts desire.
The other is to get it."

George Bernard Shaw

Last Looks at the Lilacs

To what good, in the alleys of the lilacs,
O caliper, do you scratch your buttocks
And tell the divine ingenue, your companion,
That this bloom is the bloom of soap
And this fragrance the fragrance of vegetal?

Do you suppose that she cares a tick,
In this hymeneal air, what it is

That marries her innocence thus,
So that her nakedness is near,
Or that she will pause at scurrilous words?
Poor buffo! Look at the lavender
And look your last and look steadily,
And say how it comes that you see
Nothing but trash and that you no longer feel
Her body quivering in the Floreal
Toward the cool night and its fantastic star,
Prime paramour and belted paragon,
Well-booted, rugged, arrogantly male,
Patron and imager of the gold Don John,

Who will embrace her before summer comes.

Wallace Stevens


Hang a feather by your eye
Nod and look a little sly

This must be a vent of pity
Deeper than a truer ditty

Of the Real that wrenches
Of the quick that's wry

Lost Portecohere

Oh poverty,
what good are thee
with riches bent ebbony
in darknest the remains..
unseen by me

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Regards,


Michaeldavitt ; }

Beautiful poem with moving imagery. I think that the lower part of the poem could use some more commas/semicolons as one starts to run out of breath at the end. e.g.

lilacs bursting through the porch
in a litany of hope
gone south
and grey fingers
taut and wiry
running the length of curtains
as if looking for time
to bow and hang its head.

adding a comma or two in this part would help the poem's flow while being read.

keep up the lovely writing, Brendan!

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"Beauty is truth, truth beauty," - that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.

J. Keats

I cried when I read this. It captured completely the mood that is lingering in me. Beautiful and sorrowful.

fantastic work.

this is great, really great! you have captured lonliness!

A masterpiece that touches the soul!...I have felt this way several times in my life and I can say that you have captured the feeling so perfectly!

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Literotica

My stock-

_{Perfectly captured, very beautiful words. (:}

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...And I'll renew my conversation with the floor.
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