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Do you know how pretty you are,
in the light of the ev'ning
star?
As I caress your pretty face,
and hold hands while fingers
enlace,
Beauty herself is here with
you,
entrancing me with love anew.
Sept. 19, 1998
What could be said versus what should be
said,
As tact vies with truth to cause me travail.
What reflections should stay unsaid instead?
I pray an honest mix of both prevail.
March 25, 1999
A friendly friend shares your
trust,
A friendly lover shares your
lust,
A loving friend shares your
strife,
A loving lover shares your
life.
March 30,
1999
What is poetry?
And what is verse?
What is picturesque prose?
I seek to know the difference,
and find someone who knows.
March 30, 1999
Choices upon choices,
Many paths labrythine,
A fork taken from here,
Leaves the others unseen.
May 31, 1999
Twilight's hue,
Morning's dew,
A few of the moments
I think of you.
June 16, 1999
What
delight is there in cursing your brother
unfurling
swears like a flag on a wall?
What
cheer is gained by calling another
names
which insult, and debase, and appall?
March
21, 1998
Dividing
the thick woodland oak and pine,
And
grassy meadow green,
Is
a boundary we call the "tree line."
On
one side, I'm encroaching thirty nine,
On
the other, fifteen.
April 7, 1998
Among the poems carried full term, there lay
a
few that miscarry along the way.
May
3, 1998
Ithyphallic verses,
Lend
themselves to curses.
Heavy-footed
columns,
March
on past in threesomes,
Pounding
on my eardrums.
June
26, 1998
Attractive to the eyes,
So
pleasing to the nose,
Evokes
from lovers, sighs;
Earth's fragrant gift, the rose.
July
13, 1998
Too
tired to read, too restless to sleep,
With
ev'ry gaping yawn my eyes do weep,
Begging
for a good, long, night's slumber deep.
August 27, 1998 |