David Taylor Poems

Haven’t much time
I’ll get straight to the point.
Poetry tells
not of me and what’s mine.
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The ground is most unusual today
It shifts and shakes around
Full of deadly traps as I try to fly
And reach the safety, of my thoughts.
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Drinking coffee
In the street outside
Watching all the world
Go by
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Rest is such a natural state
Why should any hesitate
To rest as deep as the ocean basin
Without feeling any need to hasten
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Can you write in another genre? he asked.
'Well if you like, I guess I could', I said
'should I change my clothes
or look up some antiquated words
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There was a hushed flash of black
with a shining that cascaded
as a waterfall racing over ebony rocks
and then a swirling of blackness
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An act with no intent
no objective
nor desire of appearance
bereft of my conceit
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Parallel universes
as if lined up for inspection;
scientific starting blocks
on a supra cosmic track?
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I explained to Daniel
my two year old son
how to integrate a function
between nought and infinity
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Oh words where have you gone
and the music that sets them dancing on the tongue?
Oh sweet music where have you gone
and the love that makes it tender flow?
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