Strachur Entreaty

Posted on April 9, 2019 by Greg Wright

Boxing Day, 2002. You lie
on the gatehouse chaise
adoze by a compact fire
that I stoke in your silence.
To sleep, perchance to dream…
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What You Will

Posted on March 28, 2019 by Greg Wright

I come not to you with words of wisdom
      but with words that unseal doors
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Poet’s Bane

Posted on March 14, 2019 by Greg Wright

On a dark star-filled night
I step outside long after
the town retires and gaze
upward, dogged stillness
the analogesic to my soul.
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906 am

Posted on March 11, 2019 by Greg Wright

You
know the
feeling: waking
up staring to
the right where
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Sparks

Posted on March 8, 2019 by Greg Wright

Take these incendiaries with you on the trail:
let the words themselves be fat and resinous;
impregnate the charcoaled ink with paraffin;
and may the whole be written upon the scroll
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Fovea

Posted on February 27, 2019 by Greg Wright

I pause and breathless gasp at stars
which loose ten thousand brilliant shafts
through narrowed iris, fluoresce cones.

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Sestertius

Posted on February 21, 2019 by Greg Wright

Come, gather ’round
and square your minds
with an aquiline profile
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What “Medicare for All” Actually Means

Posted on February 15, 2019 by Greg Wright

Language is important. Since I’m a language guy, and since I know a great deal about how Medicare works since Jenn spent 10 years on Medicare prior to her death at 45 years of age in 2017, I’d like to bring some clarity to the Healthcare Reform debate.

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Ballentain

Posted on February 14, 2019 by Greg Wright

The love that blossoms
from the bud which perishes
unfolds forever.

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Absolution

Posted on February 11, 2019 by Greg Wright

Tell me, are you amazed
at the African mud swallow
which builds its tiny nest
on the sides of tall reeds
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