David McLansky Poems

My dog I rescued
From the pound
She sat sad-eyed
Nose to the ground;
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When I look back on my early days
And contemplate my wild, wild ways:
The hands upon my shoulder laid
I brushed aside, I wouldn't play;
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This uncertain world that we inhabit
Has the staying power of a rabbit
Who poses perfect in a shade
With nervous sniffing in the glade.
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Time brings no conclusion
Meaning an illusion
Cause and effect
Reveals this sad defect
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A groundhog ate my tulip bulbs
I saw him in the morn;
Their bursting heads
Had barely blazed
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Oh to sit at a small café
At a small table at break of day
In the city of Light in the brightening dawn
Watching workers scurry on;
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I would consider it a crime
To mar your body with a line;
To see your flesh defined as canvas
Would constitute a kind of madness;
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Oh listless maiden in my garden
Wandering aimless on the path,
Cupid himself might ask your pardon
As you trespass on the grass;
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Out of the earth
I raised this stone
Fearing I would die unknown;
I set it in the muddy soil
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Prisoner and Guard,
Alike we walk the yard
In our prison clothes
Oh the life that we have chose.
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