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Fruition’s Fruit
by Michael Plante A poet walks into the darknessharvesting their thoughtstoiling in the mind’s reclusea labor of love reduced to words.We spit on the consumer’s marketa $1.99 a pound;for the poorer a poet the greater their work. Planted seeds of… Continue reading
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The Poet’s Creed
by Michael Plante Light a match, blow the flickering ember, watch it as it grows, see the world catch fire, offer no excuse. All compositions that appear on The Poet’s House are composed by Michael Plante and are subject to… Continue reading
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Kissing Sky
by Michael Plante I was born with the spirit of a horsethe strength I have can move a mountainand drag a thousand years across a desert with ease;endure a harsh storm brought on by the darknessand run faster than a… Continue reading
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That Racist Bastard
by Michael Plante I dragged that racist bastard up the mountain side;expelled a lot of energycalluses on my feetcalluses on my handsachy shouldersand a hunger in my belly. It fought all the way;skin ripped off its heelsknees scrapedhands bruisedachy shouldersand… Continue reading
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The Horse of Adversity
by Michael Plante I The Creator sat upon a blue stone dotting the darkness with stars and planets.Marvelling at his own creation a thought occurred: Light can exist in the darknessyet darkness cannot exist in light.This conflict shall transform… Continue reading
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Vases of The Heart
by Michael Plante People searching for lovepeople searching for a partnerpeople looking in the darknessfor something that isn’t there. Cry out in the loneliness of despaircry out to the silence of the nightcall forth the Godsplead your case. Tired the… Continue reading
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My Binders
by Michael Plante It serves me nothing to hate youfor what you’ve done in the past.I may not like your actions or your wordsyet it is not my position to carry your conscience. My stride is this;accept who you areand… Continue reading
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The Dreamer’s Paradise
by Michael Plante I met my wife when I looked into hereyesI saw fear, speculation, and wonderment.It was on a cold winter’s nightsnow was gently fallingthe world was waiting for our union-shipshe was waiting for love. In the darkness of… Continue reading
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The Howling Wake
by Michael Plante I woke the howling wake to see where it would take medown upon the river’s edge where the moon rose on a night such as this.I spoke to the voices of the past that sat there silentwaiting… Continue reading
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The Day I Burned Down The Entire World
by Michael Plante I was deemed defiant as a child,which translates to, “he does get along with others”.Possible autism, poor motor control and a speech impediment.Some things can be corrected, others cannot. After the source of the fire was revealed,after… Continue reading
