Poems by Mark

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  • Shall I return to fading scribes of old?
    That once with each a turn and covered page...

  • Am reaped into the nether realms of grief
    with piths embalming loves' corrosive drear...

  • The snowy lilies gird her pith - in wake;
    bejewelled love reposed in truest sleep...

  • Routinely lark, though this day depth therein,
    bemused as why the warbling fluter turned...

  • In homage - splicer of Aladdin's reel;
    a bow, beneath the centered piece so drawn...

  • The nightfall smears a biding shade and plume
    as Nyx complexed the clear diurnal day...

  • If soared beside a pearly cradled rose
    therein a rattling joy; o' stillborn child...

  • This grief is told of yonder meadows green
    how far - as they appear from crater deep...

  • Wherein the haven, dwells my stillborn child?
    The crib could not illumine gilt enough...

  • Shall I endure her vilest winter frost
    and splay archangels in the idle snow...

  • If the azure glow of the ocean
    is summers' own liquid crest...

  • Intricate ruby currents emanate from your pupils
    diluted from a pool of spring rosy essences...