David McLansky

Freshman - 992 Points [David McLansky] (5/24/1944 / New York City)

David McLansky Poems

721. Warning To A Rhymster Who Is Making Everyone Crazy. 4/4/2014
722. Watching Tv 2/16/2014
723. Weaving Loom 9/30/2013
724. Weddng Ceremony 2/16/2013
725. What If Columbus Was A Really Nice Fella? (A Riff) 1/14/2013
726. What Is A Writer 7/17/2013
727. When A Poem Is Done 8/6/2014
728. When I Consider How My Days Were Spent 12/4/2012
729. When I Look Back 8/24/2013
730. When Planting Flowers On My Grave 3/30/2014
731. When Planting Flowers On My Grave 7/4/2007 0: 00 Am 5/24/2014
732. When The Bell Tolls 11/19/2013
733. When The Bishop Called 5/26/2013
734. When The Spell Of Love Has Burst 6/30/2013
735. Whenever Fierce Insanity, 7/21/2013
736. Whenever Regal Guinevere 5/18/2013
737. Who 6/7/2013
738. Why I Am Opposed To Elaine Getting A Tattoo 2/13/2015
739. Why Must I Dwell 7/21/2013
740. Why Some Women Stray 6/6/2014
741. Wolfe Larsen 5/24/2014
742. Woman In The Colorado Mountain Woods 3/28/2014
743. Woman In The Colorado Mountain Woods Ii 3/28/2014
744. Words Spoken Without Passion's Breath 5/5/2013
745. Xi Jinping You Cannot Win 6/9/2013
746. Xu Zhiyong 7/17/2013
747. Yorick 3/1/2014
748. You Can'T Make Gold 4/3/2013
749. You Did Not Fail 7/14/2013
750. You The Object Of My Art 1/14/2013
751. You Wear Me Down 9/3/2013
752. You, The Object Of My Art 4/1/2014
753. Zephyr 8/19/2014
754. Zhang Xin And The Chinese General 8/15/2013
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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Pere & Fils

When I see reflected
In my son's eyes
My own soul's wit and mocking irony;
When with a secret glance
I recognize
The shared rejoicing
Of two souls that harmonize;
It takes my breath away
To be so understood;
Loving him all the more
For doubling good

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