Dennis Lambert


Dennis Lambert Poems

1. Gypsy Violin 1/11/2005
2. Ode To Joy: A Listening Friend 1/11/2005
3. The Flower Of Love 1/11/2005
4. Prince Of The City 1/8/2005
5. My Love Letter 1/8/2005
6. Scottish Melody 1/8/2005
7. Cannibals Caught Me (Tanka) 4/8/2005
8. In The Moonlight 1/8/2005
9. Already You Are Within 1/8/2005
10. Outside The Window 4/14/2005
11. You Know Him. He Gives Every Poem A 'One' (Limmerick) 4/8/2005
12. Door Demon 1/11/2005
13. A Man's Complaint: I Wish I Didn'T Love You So 1/11/2005
14. Adrift 1/8/2005
15. In The Kitchen: A Saucy Tale 1/11/2005
16. The Man By The Sea 1/8/2005
17. Night Blossom 1/11/2005
18. Following The Stream 1/11/2005
19. Through The Mist 1/11/2005
20. Fallen 1/11/2005
21. Lady Lost 1/11/2005
22. My Son 1/11/2005
23. Morning Light 1/11/2005
24. There Was A Young Man From Tangiers (Limerick) 4/8/2005
25. The Sea 1/11/2005
26. My Airship 1/8/2005
27. Five Miles Into These Woods 1/11/2005
28. Tears 1/11/2005
29. Poetry Sets Me Naked 1/8/2005
30. This Morning 1/11/2005
31. My Ninja Soul 1/11/2005
32. Out Of Work 1/7/2005
33. Dancing With The Muse 1/8/2005
34. Sea Love 1/8/2005
35. Mountain Climber 1/8/2005
36. Forever Let Me Love You 1/11/2005
37. The Lowering 1/8/2005
38. We Danced 'Till Dawn 1/8/2005
39. Ice Station 1/11/2005
40. Middle Age Crisis 1/11/2005
Best Poem of Dennis Lambert

A Romantic's Lament

As a ROMANTIC, ladies, I used to feel just swell,
But now, to tell the truth, I simply feel like hell.
Every line tried and true, she already seems to know,
And now I know, t’is open season on this Romeo!

When I say, “My lady, let me sweep you off your feet, ”
She coldly offers broom and pan and says, “JUST sweep! ”
When I say I’ll be your knight in shining armor,
She sneers, “Polish first these pots and pans, you silly charmer! ”

In the moonlight I appear beneath her balcony,
And I have with me my sweetly flowing poetry.
“For you, a rose, my ...

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My Love Letter

I wrote you a love letter today,
So much flowed from me, the way

the river runs in early spring,
surging over everything-

an envelope small and thin
tries to hold it all within-

so open it slowly, open with care,
what rushes through my heart is there.

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