David McLansky

Freshman - 991 Points [David McLansky] (5/24/1944 / New York City)

David McLansky Poems

401. Poem To Elaine 12/23/2013
402. Poem To Michael's Girlfriend 3/29/2014
403. Poem To Valerie 8/18/2013
404. Poetic Mornings 4/9/2014
405. Pope Pius Xii 5/28/2013
406. Porcelin Doll 10/13/2013
407. Prayers For Kay 5/3/2013
408. Proposal To Dijuana 5/24/2014
409. Putin Kiev, Peasant Style 3/3/2014
410. Pygmalion 1/12/2014
411. Quaker Churchyard Rain 2/21/2014
412. Queen Elaine Of Canada 4/26/2013
413. Queen Gertrude 12/28/2013
414. Queen Of Empty Spaces 4/22/2014
415. Raptor Xmas 1/18/2013
416. Reflections On Theodore, Franklyn, Eleanor And Me. 9/21/2014
417. Remember Me In Your Pain 4/23/2014
418. Remembrance Of Poems Past 5/11/2013
419. Response To Brooklyn 6/6/2014
420. Restored Poems 2/27/2014
421. Reunion 3/7/2014
422. Riff Onat The Request Of My Students While Teaching Wordsworth's..Daffodils 7/23/2013
423. Riff For Gajanan Mishra 3/1/2014
424. Riff On Sue Ann Simar's 'I Awoke In A Casket' 7/12/2013
425. Riff On A Fellow Poet's Query: What's Wrong With Some Women? 4/1/2014
426. Riff On A Jack Growden Poem 'Lament' 10/20/2013
427. Riff On A River Poet 3/26/2014
428. Riff On A Senorita's Poem 2/24/2013
429. Riff On A Walk On A Scottish Beach 4/20/2013
430. Riff On Allen Steble's 'There's A Fire Burning In My Eyes's 5/15/2013
431. Riff On Andrew Latham's Lamenting Angels 2/24/2014
432. Riff On Belfast Dave's Guinness Is Good For You 2/5/2014
433. Riff On Birches By Robert Frost -new- 6/22/2015
434. Riff On Blackbird's Causality 7/10/2014
435. Riff On Blackbird's Comment On Plants On My Grave 3/30/2014
436. Riff On Bruce's Post Card Love Affairs 7/26/2014
437. Riff On Colleen Courtney's Love Without Sex 3/22/2014
438. Riff On Come Dance Wiiith Me 2/17/2013
439. Riff On David Lewis Paget's Fine 'The Mudlarks' 4/28/2013
440. Riff On Death Comes Knocking 2/14/2013
Best Poem of David McLansky

in Praise Of Older Women

Give me not
Your nubile girls
Experts on the course of life,
Whose baby cheeks
Unshadowed eyes
Bespeak the fact
They've never cried.

Give to me
A love of sorrow
Whose flesh has known
Fear of tomorrow;
Whose hands have shaken
With life's knowledge
Never gained
By years of college.

Give to me
A love whose sated
Scores of lovers
Proved ill-fated,
Grateful for the touch
That brings
The revival of
Youth's fateful Spring.

Give me not
Your heart unbroken,
The n'er betrayed
By words unspoken,
Who never ...

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The Cloak

The Cloak

Give to me
Your web of sorrow
And I will weave it
On the morrow
Into a cloth of shimmering gold
Interlaced with spells of old,
Chants against the days of sadness,
Armor for the days of madness;
Protecting hearts not meant to be
Stunned by life's harsh threnody.

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