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Poems By Poet Albert Ahearn  7/30/2014 10:19:14 PM
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Few people love; most know not love at all.
Their feelings of feigned affection wane
By any measure. Cupid never draws
His bow for those whose passions are in vain.
His quiver filled with strait loving arrows
Wings among Man to shoot and penetrate
The truest of hearts where amour does grow
To dwell and thrive within ardor soul mates.
Love has no boundaries and lives forever
Beyond the shuffling off our mortal shells
And thus remains in our souls with fervor
Until Cupid once again casts his spells.
So if by chance your heart has been smitten
Cherish this love that Venus has christened.
Albert Ahearn



Meaningful Morpheme

They appear innocent enough
Those symbol sounds that every child
Memorizes before they know
What they mean or what they’re used for.
(A) (B) (C) (D) (E) (F) gee! What
A rhythmic, sonorous singsong;
But when their lettered chemistry
Is formulated into words
The combined sounds begin
A metamorphic change
Like the lovely word butterfly.
When it’s clearly spoken out loud
It conjures an image as real
As a butterfly on the wing.
Albert Ahearn




Somewhere, a Blue Flax cluster blooms.
Their beauty lasts but for a day
Then die in the sun unobserved.

Someplace, an old man lies dying
Alone in the dark with no one
To comfort and pray at his side.

Oftentimes I amble in fields
Searching for this blue wildflower;
And like Meriwether Lewis

I on occasion find the plant;
When I do, I quickly bundle
A large bouquet and head for home.

This time they are for my neighbor:
A man of eighty in poor health.
“Morning neighbor, have you a vase? ”
Albert Ahearn



Muhammad Ali

A clerihew is a whimsical, four-line biographical poem invented by Edmund Clerihew Bentley. The lines are comically irregular in length, and the rhymes, often contrived, are structured AABB.

Muhammad Ali
who stung like a mad bee
And floated like a butterfly;
then punched you in the eye.
Albert Ahearn
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