The Poet's House

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  • The Cyclops

    by Michael Plante I plucked the eye of the cyclopsand swallowed it down with a cup of teastabbed the heart of darkness in the silence of the nightand brought home the demonsthat have far too long played with the mind.… Continue reading

  • The Church of Suffering and Conclusion

    by Michael Plante My suffering redefined my perception;once the pain had stoppedthe heart that longed for love and acceptancewas caressed by the hands of compassion.My tormented mind and body sense easement;tears of relief overcame my strife.The healing had begun. So… Continue reading

  • Our Mission

    by Michael Plante Our soul is love.It represents our life’s missioncompassion is a trait we’ve inherited from Godand when applied we rise to stand next to our God.We represent our God through our actionsregardless of color or tribeour love shall… Continue reading