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Love in Abandoned Places

Love in Abandoned Places by Cam M. Roberts   These wind-torn fences and wrought-iron gates surround the whole of this sloven estate — Several disheveled lawns all-encompass this derelict mansion where stone-masonry and monoliths have gone to desolation. Voraciously, I look at you, and give you my rapture: Those feelings of love … Continue reading

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In Fugue

In Fugue  by Cam M. Roberts I The Fog is absconded in carriages of bluster where the wind wills her far away and fading – II Amid some semblance of swoon live those downcast eyes of hazel. Withheld adornments: Her … Continue reading

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Mornings at Rosedale

Mornings at Rosedale by Cam M. Roberts (for Mackenzie Finnegan) How many times have you stirred me from my slumber in the uncouth mornings as you were on your way out the door to teach the kindergartners what this world … Continue reading

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Walking

Walking by Cam M. Roberts Am I to say this so it be colloquial,  or must I assent to mistake myself with an asserted lyric, a semantic twist which will distort the essential image, or a turn of phrase that … Continue reading

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Comeuppance

Comeuppance by Cam M. Roberts From a prophetic litany of the repressed’s return, out of her confessional hyperbole cauterizing the air from catharsis – To that great testimonial pledge, almost sacred, as if it were a creed to be repetitiously chanted like those … Continue reading

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