A.A.Romanczuk
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The Volumetric FlaskA Story by A.A.RomanczukThere is silence in the crux of the grey sun. Perhaps it is the natural greyness of morning in a room sans light that propels the feeling of asp.. |
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VacuumA Poem by A.A.RomanczukThere are holes in my bodyI am a jar without airYou cannot fill meI am emptyGoMy arms are frailThey cannot hold youThey will failYou are lightSeek lig.. |
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Polka DotsA Poem by A.A.RomanczukSpeak to me with yellow wordsStudded with pink polka dotsWrite me wordless sonnetsHear me with your eyesHold me with your thoughtsSculpt me without ha.. |
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CliffA Poem by A.A.RomanczukWell you pushed me off the cliff again Again, you stoned my poetry stone dead For sins it did not commit, you stoned my Poetry and you m.. |
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DetonationA Poem by A.A.RomanczukQuiver. Shudder. Shake. Detonation of vibrant blossoms Of equatorial heat, flashy roses Upon a gypsum face, goosebumps… Quiver... |
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OrangeA Poem by A.A.RomanczukI am a ripe orange in the hands of my love He digs beneath my convoluted peel to reach The jacinthe silk that is my soul, he squeezes My .. |
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Plum PopinjayA Poem by A.A.RomanczukI saw to-day a most egregious popinjay Not a hair was out of place! Not a mark upon his face! All of the gold of India resided upon his ar.. |
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Be Sweet My LoveA Poem by A.A.RomanczukI must away at eventide then be sweet my love As you ken well how loathe I am to yede Come with me mine golden one for to sit upon The b.. |
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Mellow YellowA Poem by A.A.RomanczukA swarm of golden dragonflies dragonfly Near the saffron butterfly fluttering by A queenly flock of buttercups lemon yellow Leave the me.. |
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Houses on SandA Poem by A.A.RomanczukI stand outside myself watching us Through a golden magnifying glass Through an objective lens, my love As you grant me words that I had starved fo.. |
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