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I used to write poetry at school back in the 60s and them somehow lost the habit.
Only this year did i begin to write again.
Some poems are in what I call my 'country and western style', some are somewhat morose and others wistful or playful or funny..
Whatever, I get a lot out of writing them.
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The Kiss I Miss
That kiss, that kiss
That childlike kiss
That pecky on the cheek kiss
That I am here kiss... more »
A Christmas Tree! A Christmas Tree!
A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
With dark green needled memories
Of childhood dreams and mysteries
Wrapped present-like in front of me.... more »
Time And Time And Time Again
Time and time and time
again
i've sought a perfect rhyme
time and time and time... more »
Anger Feeds Upon Itself
Anger is a virus
That needs not even air
To propagate contagion
Whenever it is shared.... more »
Money
Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money
.Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money
..Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money
…Money Money...... more »
The Stolen Generation
They took me from my mother
But I didn’t even know
I was just a few months old
And she knew not where I’d go... more »
Money Money
Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money
.Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money
..Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money
…Money Money...... more »
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A Christmas Tree! A Christmas Tree!
A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
With dark green needled memories
Of childhood dreams and mysteries
Wrapped present-like in front of me.
A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
I glimpse a past wherein i see
The child that then grew into me
Not forward fast but haltingly.
A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
A time for being with family
A time that's gone so fleetingly
Yet lives for always deep in me.
A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
When twelfth night comes whole hauntingly
One lingered look and then i see
No Christmas tree where ...
What I want is to write on paper that director age is clearly a burglar.
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Enjoyed reading your poems,
I am in love with your poems.
Especially 'Cry Freedom '.
I would like to use it as a tattoo.
Hopefully this is ok with you.
Please let me know.
I love it so much.
The styles in your poems are beautiful. I love the rhythm to poetry and yours packs a mouth full, Congratulations on so many great Poems.
I love your poetry, David. You have a true gift for rhyme that i can't possibly imitate.
admiringly,
Ja/\/\e$
I'm really enjoying and admiring your poetry, David. I look forward to more.
Best, Michael