David Whalen Poems

Sometimes tis better
to not know the answers
Better to not know
what’s on the other side of the fence
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Babies, Moms, memories and Aromas

Young baby, helpless and wee
Head reposes on mom’s shoulder
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You can’t
And you won’t
So don’t even try
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I wonder about weird things…
My mind flits and fidgets
I wonder about genuises…
Pickles and idiots
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<Center>I’ll stay for as long
as you’ll have me
At least as long
as you have need
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Began it’s life a speck of dust
One of billions
Bourne upon the air
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Hard not to hope
For things that seem
can never be
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Written from a priestess to a king…4000 yrs ago

Bridegroom…dear to my heart
Goodly is your beauty
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It’s been a bad day
So dark words I’ll write
Of ill omens, bad thoughts
And the absence of light
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<center>The wind…
That through
Barren limbs sighs
Soulful sound
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