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Kyle Hamp Poems
! I Will Rape Thee
I will rape thee- With my savage love; Born from the rural pot.
! A happy pair.
I will love again; I will. Not a soul is safe. I'll throw my heart unto the world: I'll share it for I've faith.
! A sonnet writ for me.
Pen to me a lovely write. Oh, tell me of your favor! Whisper words onto a page Of how my lips you'd savor...
Shake your little 'jungle' heart! It's soon to meet a cage. Wilding through the lands Is far improper for your age.
! Rocking: back and fro.
Sits she in her rocking chair- Rocking: back and fro. Smiling with her pins and thread- For knitting, Love does know,
! A heart that wants to stay a 'friend'.
I shall speak of Love and things. I pray my words will give it wings: To fly and never know again- A heart that wants to stay a 'friend'.
! You don't Realize me.
I want you all to love me. I want you all to care. I want you all to guide me. I want, my pain, to share:
! What I was made to do.
! Spit at Angels
We'll sit on clouds with bubble- Yum! And share in young delights As we pick the Angels- Fling! Whoa, you knocked out all his lights...
! The Hanging Tree
I fear no one could love me And what reason can I give- As an answer to my aching; For the lonely life I live?
! The Weaker Me
My right side is the stronger Of this body that I own. All through the day it guides me; A dependence I have grown:
! You Know
Only you'd know Why my body's still. No life in my bones. No life to will.
. Lover's words as Lover dies.
Dying words float all about. Last said prayers to stay devout- Flitter like gone butterflies: Lover's words as Lover dies.
! I had to take it there.
Pawned all of the life I had And now these hands are bare. Just a heart I had left- So, I had to take it there.
Comments about Kyle Hamp
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
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! I Will Rape Thee
I will rape thee-
With my savage love;
Born from the rural pot.
I will rape thee
And while I rot-
I will pray that you do not.
But, I will save thee
You've needs: the sting of me...
And I will rape thee-
Because I know
Only to love and rape thee.