Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr Poems

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Within this cryptic, acrostic poem
Be-lies one word that owns 2 homes
Foresight will not beget your find
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When the answers to the questions that have plagued-
are revealed, no longer paradox, strange or sphinx,
it be then I do foresee the movement of Steeds rising
from black holes once called space, now The Kingdom.
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If not for the mystery of the Soul,
a Ghost could have never been a Dove
in deliverance of Virtue, Logic, Reason,
and Wisdom- by Tongues of Fire;
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A Senryu Verse employed with the syllabic
requirement of Traditional Zen style Haiku.
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Sprays of windglaced ice-dust....freezing mornings dew,
on the fresh needled spruce, immune to autumns wake -
of feral gusts, that sent sprite colour leaf to crusted soil,
while listening to Decembers eerie fife unfurl its chords.
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In
New York,
No one sleeps,
Even Dave Blaine!
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Shadows of autumn, they haunt me
Life...sentenced to death by change
Only needles of green, n' pine-cone
Spare the forest-scape...of a barren
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In seperate worlds, they breathe now;
so sad, these worlds, like coffins,
each silent to the other,
yet life be ever present,
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Imagine you wake up tomorrow morning
to discover you died in your sleep,
yet, not necessarily last night,
which immediately elicits fear
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Contemporary Haiku, with a smack
of Alliteration attached, and of
course with adherence to the forms
syllabic requirement.Hope you enjoy.
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