Hal Caufield Poems

I don’t know if you noticed darling,
But from the first day I professed my love
I disarmed and disrobed myself before you.
I did this not out of vanity or weakness,
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Tell me, tell me,
My dearest June!
What words do I use
To prove to you
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She has a pen perfectly shaped like a fish.
Its flanks stripped crimson, blue and amber,
Shine all the brighter by the glisten in her eyes
As she tells me, it was a gift from her father.
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There should be no mystery
As to who I am, and what I want.
Yet the questions have long
Plagued and vexed my soul.
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I could write today about time.
Pen remorse of the road not taken.
I could pontificate on that
Great rough beast of fate,
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Please, please no more tears,
I begged, I pleaded.
As if words could
Heal wounds I have
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She told me the fat lady sung.
I glum, begged it not to be.
And have these days stumbled
About, quite disheartened.
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I was invited for Chinese food
At my sister’s house, and gladly accepted.
They are joyful lot.
And I thought the company
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I am so pathetic.
I spent the evening
Outside of a Seven-Eleven
Smoking and staring at my car.
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In the back of my favorite draw,
Safe from prying pudgy fingers,
I have secreted away a hallowed treasure.
Its precious contents safely store
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