Best Poem of L'Angley S Delmonte

For Time
Glory happens
In the places
That are reserved for
Sitting in the grimy corner
Three lines into one
Wayward
Shaking hands the fury of the storm
Cupped around
The parted end of humanity
Fire, try feebly to touch
Burn my fears
Black shadow of green colour
Dances across
Sulks, if . . .
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Darwin's Finches
I said love was a joke
Through figurative blood
My soul spoiled because of that
Chin deep in metaphorical mud
I said love was a lie
Around carcinogens
You said if that was true,
Then to love must be to sin
I said that love is taught, and
You said that from the start
I've thought too much of . . .
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