Clyde King
San Antonio, Texas


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Take It Slowly
I like graveyards. They're peaceful and quiet.
Here no one fights or argues, curses or kills.

Here all have reaped the wages of sin: death.
I didn't do it. I wasn't there!
Why does everyone gasp and stare?

What's that you say? I can't remember.
You Can Tell
You can tell
I'm a real man.
Look at my hands.
They're calloused and tough
Who Am I?
Who am I?
I don't know.
I'd give worlds to know
If that were possible.
Three Haikus
As falling snow makes
No sound on the frozen ground,
I meditate in silence.
Life Sucks
Every day I wake up
And hear this strange sucking noise, like
A clogged vacuum cleaner.
In my house, when I step outdoors,
Three Bird Haikus
The falcon stoops straight
down and in a death grip hooks
an unwary seagull.
Is Life Worth Living?
Is life worth living?
Ask the young man with Lou
Gehrig's disease who clings to life
With a tenacious will.
You Can't
You can't love what
You won't die for,
You don't love if you
Demand it,
For My Beloved Jeanne
The arms that embraced me,
That held our children,
That washed and tenderly folded
Our lives together like precious garments,

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