Ken Gosse
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Though the body and face were her beau,
words he echoed came from Cyrano
who was near, but in…
By Ken Gosse
Stories one hears through the years.
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In college, they split by his choice, a regret,
since he stayed alone—self-imposed oubliette—
while back at her campus young…
By Ken Gosse
Borrowing from Engelbert…
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I close my eyes but cannot sleep
while sheep and angels ’round me creep.
Though shooting stars don’t make…
By Ken Gosse
The moon just happened …
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… rose gently as a rose
in darkness of the night,
demurely lighting my …
By Ken Gosse
A 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