Ken Gosse
/ GreyThoughts.InfoA Grim Start for the Reaper
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… an infant he nursed at the breast
of a harpy who’s fierce, feathered chest
seethed venom most toxic.
It’s not paradoxic…
By Ken Gosse
.. there in rows, not columns,
blood and sweat and tears you’ll bleed
while seeking what you need through slaloms,
zig-zagging at breakneck …
By Ken Gosse
… all’s said and done,
time will have made its last run
for Earth, Moon, and…
By Ken Gosse
Don't throw out your babies …
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…just decided to erase
a verse that paused before my face
but didn’t have the time or…
By Ken Gosse
…were me, I’d like to be
some other person, thoroughly
exciting, handsome, debonair;
someone with that ....
By Ken Gosse
Memories of a First Date ...
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…walked down the beach,
two young hearts within reach,
hand in hand in the …
By Ken Gosse