Author: Richard J Tilley
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A Pregnant Fountain
The dormant redress Was not typical frameless It did not stare Or drift about But tunneled through To the house and the home Like dross bells among Mother’s curtains Home...
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New Marriage to Tired Sands
Justice burgage Pastoral context For tired, whittled pedestals New to the front of domesticated rhythms And parching rethemes But did not release until morning Where trees are bent And all...
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The Trouble We Go Through
The trouble is the march Through age and random remarks Remanded of age as a thesis For support and made thread Condemnation Age is like a tulip Never appreciated, but...
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This is into another day
Two leaves sat beside me On this intermittent day I welcomed the company Until they blew away
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Politics of Mercy
The politics of mercy Are grass stables And concrete borders Where pendants scream For prism deals On the fascinating rhythms Of oblique journeys And lost journals, Prophecies in the lost...
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Midnight Prophecy
There is a party to the wages Company to the copilot There is a dreary moon dock On the new apartment In the neighborhood with Ongoing and rising constructions Why...
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There is no parade for raining sunsets
There is no parade For raining sunsets Except dull moon palm trees Are books on Mars There is no stealth reason To accumulate the gifts Of starlings and pumpkin trees...
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Divine Congruity
To circumvent your submissions I would require a new opportunity To reach you blazing stark wild While Sammy tends to his hay And the world longs for mountains Adrift in...
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The Last Decision I Will Ever Make
This is the last decision I will ever make No greed or circumstance Can manipulate my guilt, My seeing treaties Upon Mars rackets And plant grenades I have no more...
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Fetters of Common Expectations
Experience is a privilege We should not have for forfeit Liberation for union For a relationship Of submissive opus dialectics No frequency tailors to that decorum For known incentive Of...