GRANT FRASER

Veteran Poet - 1,467 Points (JUNE 7 1964 / ABERDEEN)

GRANT FRASER Poems

161. In My Cave... 4/8/2013
162. Inadvertent Armour 4/16/2013
163. Insert Coin / Or Something Dropped... 4/17/2013
164. Instrument Of Measure 4/12/2014
165. Invisible 1/24/2014
166. Joe 2/10/2014
167. Jolt! 7/30/2013
168. Just Trying To Be Nice... 5/22/2014
169. Kadunk 3/26/2013
170. Keys And Heartbeats... 5/19/2015
171. Kick! 5/24/2014
172. King Stone 4/7/2013
173. Landing 1/22/2014
174. Launch Pad Poems 2/12/2014
175. Leave A Bomb, Near The End... 3/26/2013
176. Leave The Body 11/13/2014
177. Life Support 9/29/2014
178. Light House 1 6/14/2015
179. Long Night... 9/9/2014
180. Looking 5/30/2013
181. Lost 9/29/2014
182. Love 3/26/2013
183. Lucky 4/24/2013
184. Lustful 5/30/2013
185. Mark My ***** 3/28/2014
186. Match Box 7/9/2013
187. Mearns St. 11/11/2013
188. Meat 12/1/2014
189. Michelangelo, Out Of Place 5/2/2013
190. Mirror Sketch 11/19/2013
191. Morning Strikes... 2/19/2015
192. Most Usual... 3/14/2013
193. Mrs Coutts 3/17/2013
194. Mrs Mctavish 3/19/2013
195. Murtle 5/10/2014
196. Muscle Torn 9/3/2014
197. My Crevice 9/1/2013
198. Naturally Profane 3/17/2013
199. Night Rambler 9/10/2014
200. No Title. 10/31/2013
Best Poem of GRANT FRASER

Before Night Falls...

I can't quite describe
the way they dragged
those sacks
of weightless carcasses
around, their floppy crevices,
hairy dead vaginal lips
&
shrunken penises,

a mass of dislocated
body parts and taut faces,
confounded genitalia!

yet to run back again,
and thrust your entire
self against it,
the dead grainy B&W
dead film of time,
always close beside us,
like your brain,
and the gaping hole
in your head,
lying there like a cold
blue omellete,
on the grass, beside you...

as if one could feed or feel
a ...

Read the full of Before Night Falls...

Struggle Modern

My God!
don't start telling
us your actually still
alive and well...

while clinging to the raft
as I am!

as a waft of spirit infiltrates

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