D A Phinney
D A Phinney Poems
|82.||Note From Above||3/8/2006|
|83.||News And Weather At Six||3/17/2006|
|88.||L&O Svu: 'The Bouquet'||6/14/2010|
|91.||The Cost Of Every Tear You Shed||1/31/2006|
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I gave up writing, laid the pen aside;
I put away philosophy and doubt;
Scorned religion, passion's fire gone proud;
Bagged all logic up and threw it out.
I crossed the street when reason came in guise,
Avoided every sort of cogent thought;
Tore habits good and bad from off my back;
To winds cast virtues all, so dearly bought.
I shed my judgment of both right and wrong;
I swept away my fears, my pleasures, too;
I stripped myself of everything-to give
My only, single, secret self to you.
It's not that I yearned for one to yearn for me,
I was not ...
Launched like a thousand ships I send my words out into space,
That vast more vaster than eternity, twixt you and me;
And wonder how mutated after their generations,
How changed they will arrive;
And how that some will founder, some collide, some simply miss;
While others just go drift, lost, gone into that blank
Still there are those which, if they don't slip through, will dock,