David McLansky

David McLansky Poems

No stillness filled the air,
The Nation didn't pause
Speechless with despair;
No limousine procession
...

Give me not
Your nubile girls
Experts on the course of life,
Whose baby cheeks
...

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They told us all 'to just stay put, '
Breathing ashes and blackened soot,
'Put a towel against the door, '
'Wet it first, put it on the floor; '
...

As I stole into your garden
The conifers thick upon the margin;
Sharp with needles that pinched my skin
That didn't want to let me in;
...

Vhia = Welcome to the Family

You radiate such sparkling joy
Your happiness contagious
...

Bell of the morn
Streaks of red clouds
Signal the dawn;
The sun shall arise
...

Where Julia is, I do not know
Perhaps in the Catskill woods
Sitting in a wooden house
Staring at the snow
...

How gentle the first flower of Spring,
So innocent and stout
It bursts with strength the icy ring
And waves it's head about;
...

When a poem is done
My soul is purged,
The torment released,
In nouns and verbs.
...

Young man I do appreciate your kindness at the curb,

So good of you to aid me there without a pleading word;
...

They lowered the babe into my lap;
Careful with her ties and snaps,
Her naked legs, startled, churning;
My eyes welled up, my throat was burnng.
...

I gave to her a marigold
Plucked from the sea cliff bank;
Her eyes grew wild and chilly cold
At I so bold and frank;
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Said Thoreau's nagging,
Screaming wife,
'What makes you think
Your boring life
...

Silvered Time
A spinning ball;
Twin beacons light my spiriling fall;
A static lens within the caul;
...

How can I dull this mother’s Ache
Fist pressed against her heart
Clenched as if her Heart would break;
Frail wisdom to impart
...

Could I step through
The mists of time
And call your name
While in your prime;
...

Dying men
Bell the season,
But give no pause
To Nature's treason;
...

Open the door, old gateman,
Open your garden to me;
Your wrought iron black spear points,
Deny me shared ecstasy.
...

A Bard limp stands
Before the sea,
Resplendent in its majesty,
And envies it, this endless ocean,
...

Let me fade away in sleep,
Be spared that vision as you weep;
Avoid the desperation of your eyes,
For as I die I will deprive;
...

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After My Death

No stillness filled the air,
The Nation didn't pause
Speechless with despair;
No limousine procession
Slowly snaked the road,
Winding to the crowded hill
And my last abode;
No local politicians
Recalled the City's loss
No Abbot of the Diocese
Softly kissed his Cross;
No Mayor of the Village
Called me Mankind's Friend,
No speeches intoned over me
Recalling Life at end;
At my empty grave site
Two weeping children stood,
Summarizing all I'd done
And all I ever would.

David McLansky Comments

Elisha Wilson 15 July 2013

David you write great poems.

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Jay Hall 30 March 2014

I enjoy your poems. Thanks for sharing.

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David Mclansky 05 April 2013

Thank you, very much.. David

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Joanne Lavine 16 October 2021

I am thinking of you, grateful to have finally met your family last year, I will never forget the privilege of knowing you both, finally! Peace always, my friend.

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Debra Usher 12 January 2020

I would like to talk to David about one of his poems and using it in an article, debra.ushericloud

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Elaine Sept 03 November 2017

You write poems that bring me into your world, you truly have a gift. I pray that you keep writing, and allowing us to be in your wonderful world of words. If you write it we will read! Elaine

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Brenda Stevens 19 February 2017

i know you because of this poem crossing eons yes knowing feeling...being....smiling thank you

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nice poems. you are great in showing feels.that shows a good improvement. i invite you to read my poems at my poets page. that is a friendly invitation

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