William Cavanagh

Honorable Confucius used to say
A face is but a mirror of one's mind
I believe my observations to this day
Upon the many faces I did find
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The unkindly fate that veils the lover’s future
Such is the barbarous condition of new love
The imitative exercises of lost-loves past
Forgotten from the mind of mortal beings
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I met and managed
and kept
a blond Scandinavian woman.
She was so-very attractive
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T’s my solemn sworn duty
To speak of nature’s beauty

No one, is aptly able to deny
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When I was a young lad
in grammar school
the teacher told us
that society deems it necessary
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Latino ladies dance and burn; Deep
within the corridors of my concern

Dancehalls have besoilled my mind
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When days have been numbered and my beats have retired
When my hair has all fallen and my demons have expired
I shall have triumphed and I shall have undone
The battles and the turmoil that will have been won
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The purity the palette
The budding the gain
The green of a forest in spring
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Russian girl
Your summer dress
Has caught my eye
I must confess
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Sunrise is the color of a love made
Real life long lovers know this to be true
A color that can never-ever fade
Like precious Bavarian Danube blue
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^
A Bomb
As a Fractal Poem
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We lie beneath the squeaking trees
An earshot nigh Grand Lake
A breath away from love to make
And feel the fading summer breeze
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My telephone rang one fine spring day
I was certain that I heard my sister say
Your cousin Jim has just passed away
I hung my head in sorrow as if to pray
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Born delight
Soft seductress
Of my might
Fair face at passion
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Bygone, I harboured three girls in one bed. They now
harvest rumpled smiles and yield nervous babble mid
powwow, apropos… “Remember when”? There is
not a word with respect to our hush-hush as we
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My friend looks older every time I see her
She habitually tells me
You look good for your age
You haven’t aged a bit
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Jennifer she strolled a stubborn street
Our motley lot beheld her heel to crown
She was stunning a rank beyond elite
Eyes so cozy cushy caramel brown
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Deficient lunatic, life’s abhorrent bounder
Cowardly species each and all and every one
A dastard slithers throughout aphotic night
Preys upon the weak and fears the rising sun
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I walked on William's Trail today
With many birds of many kind
I heard the words they had to say
The sense of which I could not find
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I tread forlorn, immersed inherent your desert dunes
For outright distance I can purview I am uncommon, detached
There was and remains, relentless sensuous sunshine
That seemingly circumvented and besieged my mortality
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