Karl Stuart Kline

Rookie (2/16/50 / Las Vegas, Nevada - When there was only one saloon in town!)

Karl Stuart Kline Poems

1. Irksome 11/14/2006
2. (1.3) Peggy On Valentine's Day 11/18/2006
3. An Impossible Task (Words Reach Where Bullets Cannot Go...) 11/21/2006
4. We All Agree (Children As Victims...) 12/24/2006
5. Prose Poem 1/18/2007
6. Good Women 3/25/2007
7. The Last Poet (7/8/2001) 3/31/2007
8. Happy Next Year! 1/20/2008
9. Just Because We'Re Men 2/12/2008
10. The Runaway Ii 4/14/2008
11. The Onion Man Ii 6/17/2008
12. Coffee, Tobacco, A Kalishnikov 6/17/2008
13. Opium, Fresh Milk And Strong Shoes 6/22/2008
14. You There With Your Toys! 7/1/2008
15. Guatemala Unanswered 6/12/2008
16. Picture This... (I Think You Can!) 7/12/2008
17. Acid In Your Face! 5/5/2009
18. A Poor Substitute For Manhood (Pakistan) 5/25/2009
19. Wicked Dreams 9/14/2009
20. Beauty 9/30/2009
21. Iran Limerick 10/13/2009
22. Pock Marked Wall 10/16/2009
23. The Poor Poet 10/20/2009
24. Confronting Abuse 10/27/2009
25. My Tweet Poetry 12/7/2009
26. Twittering Poetry 12/7/2009
27. Twitter On Iran 12/29/2009
28. Al Qaeda's Testicles (Twittered) 12/29/2009
29. Good Help Is Hard To Find (Twitter) 12/29/2009
30. Happy Next Year,2010! 12/30/2009
31. Cheated By Ahmedinejad 12/30/2009
32. A Wedding Vow 1/25/2010
33. Roses Three 1/25/2010
34. Truest Love 1/25/2010
35. My Love Is Something I Can'T Hide 1/25/2010
36. Earthquake! 1/26/2010
37. The Widower 1/26/2010
38. Blessed 1/27/2010
39. Too Many Sad Songs 1/27/2010
40. No Rest For The Wicked 2/4/2010
Best Poem of Karl Stuart Kline

(2.2) Waking With Robert Frost (Written 9/11/2001 - 7am)

I woke up with Robert Frost this morning...
with sweep of wind and downy flake
I woke and I could see without warning
His Woods as his little horse gave his head a shake...

The road less taken has brought me here
To where I’ve stopped without a farmhouse near
Meditating on what has brought me to this queer
Circumstance and I pause in solitary fear,

Thinking back to words unsaid and deeds undone
Realising that I am fortunate that they are few...
I can see that my Self is greater than the sum
Of my parts, even though I still have much to do

My ...

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Irksome

Working with others
Is irksome
When they don't bother
to work some!

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