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From "Ze Fruits of Love" to "Love's Wreath of Piety" and "Odysseus," this delightful volume of contemporary poems by the author of "Addie & Me" ranges from the satirical and witty to the traditional and classical. Think poetry is strictly for wusses? Think again. Here is a collection of poems unlike anything you've ever read. Guaranteed, you will be amazed.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022
VOICES & LIGHTS
Ronald V. Micci
Cover image : the Pleiades
Cover design & formatting by Indie Designz
Copyright (c) 2022 by Ronald V. Micci
All rights reserved.
in memory of Charlene DeShaw
okay let’s go away
so you say
oh so if, could this seem
where the heavens and the winds
led the currents astray
oh, you wouldn’t tell me
when it comes to it
so I embedded myself in dreams
kind and kindred souls encircled me
among the many of us
okay let’s go away
if we can find a way out
our feelings were our passageways
tender to tears
and our only means of escape
was ourselves
8/24/19
Such is the soul’s piety
Its troth pledged ever to the deity
That worldly love, dearest of dear unto itself
Shouldst pulse with a rapturous joy that such would seem
As though ‘twere flowing o’er the mountain like some quickening stream
And stirreth so the heart, as shouldst itself bequeath
Devotion, nor make to bow its head
Before our dear beloved Savior, to whom our oaths are said
Nor fall shy of the reach of love’s e’er present sway
Counting as we must, lovelorn, long moments to each day
Hide not, if love is beckoning on your lips
Or taken capture of your burning heart
Hide not your joys nor in them shadows cloak
Nor let such deep-held passions soon depart
Come hither, come hither, come hither
The soul needs make its way
Come into my arms, my dearest
Lest the moments slip away
Come into my arms, my darling
For quickly we must hie
The shadow casts its figure
As eventide comes nigh
Love lasts not forever
Leave us seize its treasures soon
The clouds are scudding ‘cross the sky
And shadows die at noon
Yes, the clouds are scudding ‘cross the sky
And shadows die at noon
8/17/18
Superconductor reactors and play masquers
And women in wild costume
Tonight the theater marquees squinted
And sand flies sung in the moonlight
Hands tiny were held, and the mouths were wet with delicious kisses
These were the amoral tendencies
The bluffs
The fantasies quite bold
Caught out of season
The broken debts, the facile ironies
The implacable lusts to cling with clenched fists
All of us were troubadors this night
Made glorious—sing, hurrah! hurrah!
Ha-ha!
With a snap of the fingers
We disappeared
Moonlight and mastodons
Mystics and marauders
A startling souffle
Shuffling to the speed of light
12/28/18
Friend or acquaintance
You ain’t-ance
A handshake will do
Too much or too few
Might muddle the brew
And turn a mere nay-tance to may-tance
Friend or acquaintance
I say-tance
A blink of the eye
A wink or a sigh
Even a hiccup
Could presage a pickup
Friend or acquaintance
Any which way-tance
Should-ance or could-ance
I’m not sure I would-ance
Either which way
Of hope there’s a ray-tance
2/13/19
first
they dragged the fair-haired maiden
to the burning cross
in rancor, she flailed
the jostling mobs aroused
salivating in the dust and dirty boots
lips gnarled with lust
un-Christed souls
any of you, it won’t matter
which one, your smudged faces