Karl Stuart Kline

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

Karl Stuart Kline Poems

41. (2.6) Hungry Women 7/22/2008
42. (3.0 - 3.6) Brain Stemmed Roses 12/11/2008
43. (3.11) Who, Me? 7/25/2008
44. (3.12) A Fun Posting From My Publisher's Bulletin Board 1/6/2007
45. (3.12) A Thousand Poems (A Quest That's Never Ending...) 12/18/2006
46. (3.2) The Tear (My First Poem - 1966!) 12/20/2006
47. (3.21) Storm's End 12/18/2006
48. (3.21) Vertical Pollution 6/12/2008
49. (3.22) The Safe Society (From 1960's) 7/25/2008
50. (3.23) Love Amongst The Pines (1969) 12/28/2006
51. (3.23) Mountain Stream 8/5/2008
52. (3.24) One In All And All In One (I Am God...) 7/25/2008
53. (3.25) Freedom (1960's) 7/25/2008
54. (3.26) The End Result (January,1971) 3/4/2007
55. (3.3) Black Widow 12/28/2006
56. (3.3) Sensuous Woman (It's Not Love, But It's Not Bad...) 12/28/2006
57. (3.31) The Caress (Chastised!) 12/19/2006
58. (3.31) The Stripper (4/18/99) 12/20/2006
59. (3.31) For Tirana 7/9/2008
60. (3.4) Dragon's Fight 8/21/2008
61. (3.5) Waiting At I.N.S. (3/22/2001) 3/31/2007
62. (3.6) Hunter's Moon 12/18/2006
63. “i Don’t Like Poetry! ” 3/24/2008
64. A Beautiful Heart? 8/19/2008
65. A Poor Substitute For Manhood (Pakistan) 5/25/2009
66. A Wedding Vow 1/25/2010
67. Abusing Women 12/9/2008
68. Abusing Women Ii 12/9/2008
69. Acid In Your Face! 5/5/2009
70. Al Qaeda's Testicles (Twittered) 12/29/2009
71. An Impossible Task (Words Reach Where Bullets Cannot Go...) 11/21/2006
72. Beating The Bully 8/19/2008
73. Beauty 9/30/2009
74. Blessed 1/27/2010
75. Cheated By Ahmedinejad 12/30/2009
76. Coffee, Tobacco, A Kalishnikov 6/17/2008
77. Confronting Abuse 10/27/2009
78. Earthquake! 1/26/2010
79. End This War 12/10/2008
80. End This War Ii 12/14/2008
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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