David McLansky

Freshman - 859 Points [David McLansky] (5/24/1944 / New York City)

David McLansky Poems

41. A Riff On Cheyl Love's Pink Toothbrush 10/28/2013
42. A Riff On Colleen Courtney's 'A Witch's Grave' 6/16/2014
43. A Riff On David Wood's Daffodils 4/24/2013
44. A Riff On David Wood's To Love Or Not To Love Sonnet Xi 5/23/2013
45. A Riff On Diane Hines Fine Rondeau 2/1/2014
46. A Riff On Dilip Chitre's In The Midnight Bakery 4/18/2013
47. A Riff On Gajanan Mishra 'I Know A Bird..' 4/24/2013
48. A Riff On Gajanan Mishra's In Prison 3/14/2013
49. A Riff On Gajanan Mishra's I Have All Ready Answered 3/11/2013
50. A Riff On Heather P. Wilson's So Little 2/21/2013
51. A Riff On Indranil Bhaduri’s Poem “savior' 8/18/2013
52. A Riff On Itau Oscar's Early Morning 6/26/2013
53. A Riff On Jack Growden's Driftwood At Sunset 10/20/2013
54. A Riff On Jonathon Robin's Time And Tide 2/27/2013
55. A Riff On Kevin East's Fine Poem: The Room 3/11/2013
56. A Riff On Noreen Carden's 'souls On The Shore' 9/3/2013
57. A Riff On Pradip Chattopadhyay's Fine Poem 'Gateman.' 6/28/2013
58. A Riff On Stuart Fruzer's Death Comes Knocking 2/14/2013
59. A Riff On The Umbrella Lady's Thorny Valentine 3/12/2013
60. A Riff On Yor's Erato 2/24/2013
61. A Soldier's Prayer 1/26/2013
62. A Song For Liao Yiwu 4/12/2013
63. A Song For Liao Yiwu (Redacted) 2/24/2015
64. Adam's At Eve 3/16/2013
65. Adiieu 1/29/2015
66. Admitting 1/18/2013
67. Advice To A Poetess 2/22/2014
68. Advice To A Poetess Who's Chucked It All And Gone To Europe 3/20/2014
69. Advice To A Poetess Whose Ex-Boyfriend Took The Couch! 3/27/2014
70. Advice To The Poet Salim R. Javid 6/5/2014
71. After All These Years 4/3/2014
72. After My Death 12/25/2012
73. After The First Child's Death 12/6/2012
74. After The Second Child's Death 12/6/2012
75. Against All Odds 1/21/2014
76. Age In Love 2/26/2014
77. Alas 6/23/2013
78. Alas, Poor Yolk 5/12/2014
79. Alchemy 2/22/2014
80. Ali Baba At Les Deux Magots 1/8/2015
Best Poem of David McLansky

9/11

They told us all 'to just stay put, '
Breathing ashes and blackened soot,
'Put a towel against the door, '
'Wet it first, put it on the floor; '
'The Firemen were on the way, '
That's what 911 said that day;
But I've always had an ornery streak,
When told to obey and to be meek,
We were told to wait in that fiery din;
'Be patient, the firemen were coming in; '
But I rebelled; I could not sit still,
I would not cling to the windowsill,
I was tired of always following orders,
I had to think of my two daughters;
So for once I dared to rebel
To...

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Shakespeare In Love

To me my beauty you never shall be old,
Though Time shall scourge your fragile shield of flesh;
I balm those wounds as Time's cruel lash does scold,
And heal his welts, your loveliness refreshed;
For in my love are herbs of powers rare
Restoring as harsh Time does take away,
My eyes, your mirror, chastening your despair,
Reflecting forth you've aged not yet a day;
Take comfort then within this frame of youth:

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