GRANT FRASER

Veteran Poet - 1,097 Points (JUNE 7 1964 / ABERDEEN)

GRANT FRASER Poems

161. King Stone 4/7/2013
162. Landing 1/22/2014
163. Launch Pad Poems 2/12/2014
164. Leave A Bomb, Near The End... 3/26/2013
165. Leave The Body 11/13/2014
166. Life Support 9/29/2014
167. Light House 1 6/14/2015
168. Long Night... 9/9/2014
169. Looking 5/30/2013
170. Lost 9/29/2014
171. Love 3/26/2013
172. Lucky 4/24/2013
173. Lustful 5/30/2013
174. Mark My ***** 3/28/2014
175. Match Box 7/9/2013
176. Mearns St. 11/11/2013
177. Meat 12/1/2014
178. Michelangelo, Out Of Place 5/2/2013
179. Mirror Sketch 11/19/2013
180. Morning Strikes... 2/19/2015
181. Most Usual... 3/14/2013
182. Mrs Coutts 3/17/2013
183. Mrs Mctavish 3/19/2013
184. Murtle 5/10/2014
185. Muscle Torn 9/3/2014
186. My Crevice 9/1/2013
187. Naturally Profane 3/17/2013
188. Night Rambler 9/10/2014
189. No Title. 10/31/2013
190. Noble 11/26/2013
191. Not Much! 11/18/2013
192. Now... 4/23/2014
193. Ocean Glass 3/18/2014
194. Old Breath 1/27/2015
195. On All Fours... 9/13/2014
196. On The Stairs... 5/10/2014
197. Once So Close 4/11/2013
198. One Of My Pictures 11/29/2014
199. One Sided Jail 11/11/2013
200. Orange House By The Shore 2/9/2015
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...

The Capuchin Crypt

We followed
in the footsteps
of the Marquis De Sade,

We didn't poison
or whip anybody though,

it was in the Capuchin
crypt,

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