David Whalen Poems

'Look at those two
sad drunks ol' buddy'
One of these days,
that's what we could be'
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We don't (or didn't) get to have them
Long enough

We don't (or didn't)
Appreciate them enough
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I like to think that
I'm a singular person

Just not singular in any
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A sound as of a baseball bat
striking a cardboard box

Then… sudden silence
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No matter how dark
The darkness…there's always a
Sparkle of brightness
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Where faith serves
as faithful guide
And truth becomes
the path to ride
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Lightning bug Haiku…

Lightning bugs gold glow
Shine from jelly jars reflect
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I’ll kiss your lips
I’ll touch your hair…
When you’re sleeping
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<Center>
Pretend…Just for me
Just for tonight
That my Kia is a corvette
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<Center>
Leaf shadows
Manically dancing
Mincing moonlight
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