These are good:

<B>Irish Patterns in Ink</B>

it cut down flowers
and hid the silver
of her dancing star

as longing unfulfilled
grew blue out of her
and wept in shadow -

loved on paper -
that which loved
the tearing wound

-Dorothy D. Mienko

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<B>God's Gift</B>

isn't life,
it's the last
string of fireflies
plugged into your mind.

-Bren