Jun 27, 2016 | Bible Story, Gus Stevens, Multi-Syllabic Rhyme, The Unspeakable Name vol. 2
Does God still have a body? Buried though he was? And risen now as from a seed with root and stem. Then branches, varied, grow up like cedars towering above those reeds that fringe the Styx where souls are ferried slow to find new bodies. It’s said they’ll...
Jun 26, 2016 | Gus Stevens, Humor, Limerick
What can you say when your friend’s turning thirty? I search for a word that is noble and worthy. That didn’t quite fit. You’re all thinking it: The best rhyme has always been, “dirty.” Share...
Jun 18, 2016 | Gus Stevens, Humor, Multi-Syllabic Rhyme
Allow me to introduce and explain this rhyme where much blander uses remain. You must under- stand this muse is insane; someone has set a panda loose in my brain ordering snacks and a juice on the plane above a lake and a spruce in the rain. The new king will command...
Jun 11, 2016 | Dream, Gus Stevens, Humor, Limerick
I saw a spider fall into my bed right onto the pillow beside my head. Now I’m hunting him, like preachers hunt sin, and dare not sleep till he or I is dead. Share...
Jun 6, 2016 | Italian Sonnet, The Work of Greater Minds, Victorian Sonnet
Thou hast made me, and shall thy work decay? Repair me now, for now mine end doth haste, I run to death, and death meets me as fast, And all my pleasures are like yesterday; I dare not move my dim eyes any way, Despair behind, and death before doth cast Such terror,...
