David McLansky

Freshman - 867 Points [David McLansky] (5/24/1944 / New York City)

David McLansky Poems

241. In Defense 1/10/2013
242. In Memory Of Lainey's Dog 2/19/2014
243. In Memory Of A Friend On The Internet 2/8/2014
244. In Memory Of Frances Weston 9/10/2014
245. In Memory Of Kay Borth 8/27/2013
246. In Memory Of Pete Seeger 1/28/2014
247. In My Decline -new- 4/24/2015
248. In Praise Of Myspace 9/4/2013
249. In The Beginning 11/15/2013
250. Ingratitude 2/5/2014
251. Inspector Clouseau 1/13/2013
252. Irish Protest 3/19/2013
253. Ironic Nights 5/1/2014
254. I'Ve Had Enough Of Death 4/23/2013
255. Jemina On Her Honeymoon Cruise 3/30/2014
256. Jesus In The Dungeon 3/24/2014
257. Joseph Weary 3/27/2014
258. Journey's End 1/8/2014
259. Joy's Stay With Me 3/12/2014
260. Judy K. When We Were Very Young 11/1/2013
261. Julia Poem 4/22/2014
262. Julia's Song 4/22/2014
263. Julia's Song Ii 4/24/2014
264. Julie As Job 4/11/2014
265. Jumper On The Bridge, Paris. 5/24/2014
266. June 4th Tiananmen 6/4/2013
267. Just One Last Cigarette 5/6/2013
268. Just Wait Until I Sober Up (A Riff) 12/30/2012
269. Kay Borth's Bench 9/7/2013
270. Kay's White Roses 11/7/2013
271. Kissing Me 12/19/2012
272. La Charite Sur Loire 4/6/2014
273. Lainey On The Cam 1/1/2014
274. Lainey On The Cam 2 1/1/2014
275. Lainey On The Cam 4 1/1/2014
276. Lainey On The Cam 5 1/1/2014
277. Lainey On The Cam 6 1/1/2014
278. Lainey’s Out Of The Rain Rewrite 12/23/2013
279. Land Of Shinar 1/25/2013
280. Last Poem 8/1/2013
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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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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