abluehorseandflowers
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The CycleA Poem by abluehorseandflowers |
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My SelvesA Poem by abluehorseandflowersA Sonnet |
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The BindingsA Poem by abluehorseandflowersA Triolet |
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Learn to DieA Poem by abluehorseandflowersA Villanelle. |
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EmotionelleA Poem by abluehorseandflowersA Villanelle. |
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Access DeniedA Poem by abluehorseandflowers |
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In a Harsh WorldA Poem by abluehorseandflowers |
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Woman LovelyA Poem by abluehorseandflowersA Triolet. |
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Less Than Half My AgeA Poem by abluehorseandflowersAn ode to a talent in a form not typically used this way. But since pain, which is typical to sestina, is a central element I thought I'd give it a go.. |
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Times, Days and MomentsA Poem by abluehorseandflowersa social commentary experiment in cinquain |
