David Whalen Poems

An ol’ buddy proudly showed me
his new hearing aid

And advised me to invest in
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Will this be
The last Spring
I see?
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When will Winter leave?
Frost and ice, …no longer nice!
When will Spring return? ? ?
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A greedy person’s Cold ambition
Or could it be Cold windy nights
The pureness of Cold clear water
Or the alien aspect of Cold neon lights
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There’s a beauteous moment of clarity…
When it happens

A flash of prismatic pleasure…
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Slats of sunshine…
laddered light

Beating back
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The minute of failure

The little boy’s body stiffened, then relaxed. Stiffened then relaxed. Eyes wide open, staring fixedly, and unseeing at the ceiling.
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Writing etched in sand
Hieroglyphs sketched by hand …by
Nature… and by man
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At My favorite Chinese restaurant
The other day, I somehow got to thinking
about ethnicity
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Calendar with days marked off…
Final day checked…
in blood-red ink marker mean
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