David Whalen

Rookie - 403 Points (5/18/38 / Covington Kentucky)

Portraits - Poem by David Whalen

Portrait limned in words and phrases
Wrap’t round naked lips, pressed tight
As layers of rock
Chin thrust fourth like a scarp of stone
Visage closed tight
As an old rusted lock

Face so spare, of love and care
Gives show to heart cold…
And draped in snow
And from tight, compressed lips
Ne’er let slip
No more kind word then “no”

This will never be
the way for me…
For I cannot but to smile
I have a simple mind
That instead deigns to find
Good humor all the while

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enigmatic stream of consciousness

Comments about Portraits by David Whalen

  • Gold Star - 34,112 Points Gajanan Mishra (3/30/2013 8:49:00 PM)

    good humor all the while. I like it. thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 30, 2013



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