David Grant Sinclair
David Grant Sinclair Poems
|1.||Is It Day Or Night My Love She Asked.||3/22/2007|
|2.||We Once Dreamt Together...||3/22/2007|
|3.||There Are Many Blessings To Be Counted||3/22/2007|
|4.||Nobody Knows When That Day Will Come.||3/22/2007|
|5.||As I Lay Awake And Aching.||3/22/2007|
|6.||They The People||3/22/2007|
|7.||Tell The Bells To Please Stop Ringing||4/21/2007|
|8.||In Praise Of Women||3/22/2007|
In Praise Of Women
this is for bon jour joelle,
my truest foul weather friend:
may our drunken adventures always last
until we're born again.
this is for sweet virgil d,
who guides lost poets through hell:
we've both got la vita nuova syndrome
and many sad stories to tell.
pull out your pipe and blow it lad,
you'll understand when you're older!
sing it loud, 'in praise of women,
for those who none are bolder! '
this for salsera nat,
who never gives up on me:
someday we'll both be famous
for making white people see.
this is for ...