Adrienne Veronese

December licks the winter garden with an icy tongue
and I am left to wonder if there will be too little green
to gift neighbors with on the eve of newborn Kings.

Despite tales of old and promises of eternity
I begin to suspect this is no longer the season of wonder
of miracle births and hope for r…

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Autumn Poem

autumn regains composure,
smooths her rumpled skirts
and casts a sharp, cold glance

morning brings no offerings
to the lovers.
what lingers in their hair
what remains a fixture
when they part, is the silence

autumn crosses her legs
as i walk past her blue eyes
into noon. (my hands, …

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the wind comes in for breakfast


& i will go out with it,
kicking up dust
& memories

the waitress closes the door
& the wind lights a cigarette.
i order hash browns & eggs
over medium while the wind,
impatient, taps its foot


the wind comes in for breakfast
bringing decisions…

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                              Banksy Sighting

"i see that Banksy left a post-it note for Anonymous"
                                         - They Might Be Giants


though i handed you …

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Texas State School Board vs Reason

the child looked forward
to the education
that she was told
would take her
to higher places
but she was surprised to find
the publishers of her textbooks
had poured their intellect
into a jesus-shaped
jello mold

her biology teacher
advised her to just memoriz…

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Running Home

spring has called a rain delay
but the light
oh the light
the way it lets in everything
whether i want it to or not,
how your music drifts with it
& i recognize the clarity
of your vision in the beat
am helpless to do anything
but return the notes you send
in love's impossible voll…

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if you are not an expert
you should not be reading
this poem

only an expert
is qualified enough
to know at a glance
if these words
have been manufactured
according to strictly regulated
standards

if a shelf date
has not been stamped
at the bottom,
proceed with caution
for it may be an indication

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Prisoner of Your Love

"All I do is kiss you, through the bars
of a rhyme"
                                  - Mark Knopfler


in this season of loving
where the only thing that changes
is the temperature of the current
i am swept away each time
i catch the rhyth…

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Spirited

Summer settles its debt with the sky
as the spirited bride considers
diamonds & a ring of gold
where only hills rise from a quiet lake
reflecting promises of a different nature

can her story possibly remain untold
when there is a groom who claims
he has found it written in his hea…

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