Hm. Nes

Rookie - 45 Points (April 11,1960 / Plainview, Texas)

Hm. Nes Poems

1. The Tale Of William Tell 5/25/2008
2. Mount Everest 9/30/2009
3. Louisiana Purchase 6/8/2008
4. Her Scent 6/26/2010
5. Monsters Everywhere 6/30/2010
6. The Real Mccoy 10/11/2009
7. Red Bird 6/9/2012
8. Once More I Rise 1/23/2012
9. Who Wants To Be Burned? 10/12/2009
10. Cats And Scars, The Moon And Stars 5/20/2008
11. For Edgar Allan 5/20/2008
12. Dancing Into The Rain 6/27/2010
13. Coffee Beans 11/3/2009
14. So Many Saves 11/2/2009
15. Board Game Banter 10/27/2009
16. Shifting Sands 11/13/2009
17. Morning Mercy 8/24/2009
18. Daffodils 10/1/2009
19. Fair Weather Friends 7/8/2010
20. From An Irish Slave Boy 7/10/2010
21. Superstar 11/27/2012
22. Gentle Birch, Assailing Wind 7/9/2010
23. Too Late The Cello Sang 10/1/2009
24. The Best Part Of My Day And All My Night 5/27/2008
25. The Road To Chancellorsville 11/3/2009
26. Dublin 3/11/2009
27. Moments 11/3/2009
28. The Poetry Of Basketball 11/13/2009
29. Winter Surprise 11/9/2009
30. Because It's There 6/30/2010
31. You Can'T Trust A Nigger With A Gun 5/22/2008
32. Basketball 'The Beginning' 2/20/2009
33. I Wish I'D Held The Moment 10/1/2009
34. Sisters And Brothers 9/15/2009
35. For Tiger Woods 12/29/2009
36. War 7/9/2010
37. Merciful Maker Of Waters And Whiles 7/10/2010
38. So Many Flowers 8/1/2012
39. The Howler 8/20/2012
40. Jonah 9/1/2012
Best Poem of Hm. Nes

The Tale Of William Tell

The arrow flew, but none could tell
If apple pierced or humble son,
Until one or the other fell-
Determined contest lost or won.
The dart flew like a bat from hell
Toward Walter, son of William Tell.

Sir William Tell refused to bow
Before the lords who ruled the land.
And hated they his stubborn prow,
But feared the crossbow in his hand.
'He must be forced to bend somehow! '
So swore they all with solemn vow.

And then: 'A contest we shall call!
'Let William shoot his famous bow
'At distance great and target small,
'And so by doing he can...

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Dearest Darkness

Dearest darkness, flayed, in scarlet-
Broken dreams, treacherous ghosts, fears
Never cease molesting your beauty dear.

Only you, only you dare not fail
To declare the coming light.
None but you, none but you compel,
Propel me into flight.

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