Don McWilliams Poems

I woke in the small hours
to find you
sitting at the foot of the bed
in our hotel room.
...

I studied Uri Geller until I was wise
to all his tricks,
refined them, took my show
on the road, won fame
...

Having seen gold in the churches of Spain,
the conquistadors,
inconsolable for want of it,
pursued a gleam visible
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I've never known quite
what to make of birthdays,
perplexed as I am
by a celebration of
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Conversations end abruptly
like fingersnaps and
a world tangible
and inconvenient intrudes.
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Massasoit was a smart guy
but he sold the pilgrims
a hundred miles of oceanfront
for a few animal skins,
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If certain stressors are not relieved
the odds of a cataclysm will increase.
Tectonic plates will gnash
like an angry jawbone
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Six and one-half billion of us live here
mostly alone and most
will never see you,
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So we have this conversation about managing
our situation and agree that we'll get things under control
and we'll remember what it was like
when work didn't feel like stealing
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Call me and say
anything.
I promise to be intrigued.
Vary the pitch of your
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