David McLansky

Veteran Poet - 1,564 Points (5/24/1944 / New York City)

To Wise Valerie - Poem by David McLansky

I see I opened up a wound
That set you cleaning round your room,
“Silly men with their crude jests,
All they think of is lewd sex.”
I see you muttering to yourself
As you dust and wipe a shelf;
Affection shown has that affliction
To stir memories of loves that proved a fiction;
I myself bare many wounds
Near mortal ones that made me swoon,
Questioning my very faith in life:
Was the risk worth the strife:
I then noted your return to reason,
Love arrives in any season;
Let us continue our poetic quest
As the sun sets in the West,
To woo and banter in clean lines
That sets off sparks of the divine;
My Nun wife gives her consent,
As long as I abstain for Lent.

Comments about To Wise Valerie by David McLansky

  • Valerie Dohren (8/21/2013 4:28:00 AM)

    I'll do my best to answer you
    But I have many things to do
    A husband sick, who needs my care
    I don't have much time to spare
    I thank you for your friendship, kind,
    Friends are often hard to find
    I'll seek you out whenever I can
    Please bear in mind that is my plan
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 20, 2013

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