The Many Faces of Men
Men, how do we see you? Let us count the ways! We see you as a friend A mate, a buddy. A strong back To move furniture If the occasion arises Fixer of cars And things mechanical
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Calling
The somnambulist negotiates a cliff-top stairway carries her invisible apple a delicate heart-throb in her palm the grey weathered stair-stone rubbed smooth by the ancients
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S to the I to the N
the pinion of penetration which is pounded into your skull at birth if you are ever so lucky enough to be born into one of those families which hold the instrumental
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in the absence of a cliffhanger
as our congregation of lying nitwits & corporate whores beat the drum incessantly BAM BAM BAM BAM bringing pain to the eardrums of the american people,
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At Sea
I am standing on a raft in the cold sea, Where killer whales frolic. Marooned and bobbing in the water, The chilly waves slosh over the sides And slop about my feet.
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Romantic Love Poem
Beside the face of heaven, there I rise and see the opening of your lustrous eyes. The birth of two bright stars, each morn, I see. No man was ever fortunate as me.
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the poet's feast
Thorn forests and lilac weed-flowers, crinkling critical newspaper hours, dry hills in early August, lonely book rooms of glorious must, bread and cheese and bread,
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Love will always find its catamaran
You say you’re glad that now we’ve reconnected: Introspectively, “I think anymore, takers” Then a dullards-thought: Doesn’t the sea play cupid.
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Under the Greenwood Tree
Willian felt the words flow into him. Such beautiful words. But he knew they could spell his death.
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