David McLansky

Veteran Poet - 1,578 Points [David McLansky] (5/24/1944 / New York City)

David McLansky Poems

361. The Oaten Bride Vi 4/5/2014
362. The Oaten Bride Vii 4/5/2014
363. The Oaten Bride Viii 4/5/2014
364. The Oaten Bride Ix 4/5/2014
365. The Oaten Bride X 4/5/2014
366. old Eskimo Afloat 4/5/2014
367. La Charite Sur Loire 4/6/2014
368. The Renaissance Priest 4/6/2014
369. The Renaissance Priest Ii 4/6/2014
370. The Renaissance Priest Iii 4/6/2014
371. Subject riff On Woman-Of-Poem's Cursed-Blessings 4/7/2014
372. Subject riff On Womanzsoul Fishing For Peace 4/7/2014
373. Riff On Julie's Pushy Men 4/7/2014
374. The Wild Sucker Tree 4/7/2014
375. Old Einstein's Dilemma 4/7/2014
376. After All These Years 4/3/2014
377. Warning To A Rhymster Who Is Making Everyone Crazy. 4/4/2014
378. Julie As Job 4/11/2014
379. Riff On Dijuana's Giving Names 4/12/2014
380. My Many Moods 4/12/2014
381. Hunger 4/10/2014
382. en Route: La Charite Sur Loire (For Christian) 4/13/2014
383. Paris Hilton On Justice 4/16/2014
384. Riff On Pradip's When A Poem Is Done 4/16/2014
385. Riff On Eileen's Twin Souls 4/17/2014
386. le Retour 4/17/2014
387. Crossing A Hall 4/18/2014
388. Valentine's Day 1973 4/19/2014
389. Riff On Valsa George's Fine, 'In Thy Shade' 4/19/2014
390. The Return 4/21/2014
391. night Ledger 4/21/2014
392. Riff On Julie's Frayed Harvard T-Shirt 4/21/2014
393. The Mirror 4/21/2014
394. Anita Liquid In Her Persian Ways 4/22/2014
395. To A Night Dove 4/27/2014
396. Archias 4/29/2014
397. Ironic Nights 5/1/2014
398. To An Offer Of Young Love Across The Internet 5/3/2014
399. Riff On Pj's Riff On Jsyn's Poem 5/6/2014
400. rifff On Eileen's Mighty Insect 5/6/2014
Best Poem of David McLansky

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.

Read the full of After My Death

Pere & Fils

When I see reflected
In my son's eyes
My own soul's wit and mocking irony;
When with a secret glance
I recognize
The shared rejoicing
Of two souls that harmonize;
It takes my breath away
To be so understood;
Loving him all the more
For doubling good

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