Poetry Reading From The Love Tree

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Excerpt from THE LOVE TREE:

WHERE THE WAVES BREAK

You take me
where the waves break,
where the church bells toll,
where the gulls squawk
and the thunder claps roll.

You take me
to the ship’s stern,
to the storm’s red eye,
to the dog’s bark,
and the wind swept sky.

You take me
from the dark hour,
from the hammer’s head,
from the cold sweats,
and the tempest’s bed.

You take me
like a fresh breath
with a twinkle eye,
with your chin up
and your softest sigh,
you take me—
you take me
In.

Richard Rensberry, author at QuickTurtle Books
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Harvest Moon

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Harvest Moon

I combed my fingers
through corn silk hair
picking watermelon
kisses
and the breeze
rippled
the deep pools
of liquid
flesh
intoxicating
as chardonnay. Continue reading

Written In Blood

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I have been writing poetry since the age of twelve and created my first chapbook at the age of fourteen. After showing a few sample poems to friends and neighbors, the chapbook was relegated to a dusty drawer to disintegrate into fodder for a rat’s nest. Some of the poems were good, many I am sure were bad, but all originated from a bludgeoned or joyful heart, mine. I am almost certain the rats found them more pleasurable than any of my human readers. Continue reading