David McLansky Poems

In praise of older men;
I raise my hand and lift my pen;
Love does have to end;
As long as age does not offend;
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Rachel Levy
Child of Grace
Angel of
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The evil have no sense of guilt;
They sleep in peace beneath their quilt;
But they do resist a sense of shame,
Needing plaques to bronze their name.
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Its hard to sing rock & roll before nine
Hard to hit those high notes before breakfast time.
My buttered roll tasted like a rock,
I croak like a frog who’s in a hot crock pot.
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The Vikings came to rape and pillage
And killed my Liam strapped to his tillage;
They took my Meg before my eyes,
And laughed at all her mother's cries.
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If you should ever leave me,
Leave me when it snows,
When ice is on the evergreens
Glistening, hanging low.
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The force of life
In plastic
Drips
Slowly in
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With my body in decay
My elements in disarray,
My chemicals will be utilized
Like nitrogen to fertilize
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How extraordinary it is to sit in the quiet of the morning light,
Reading the poetic creations
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You tell me to sit on the couch
In the living room;
Then you wiggle and you slouch
Into our big bedroom;
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