Best Perspired Poems

It’s hard to keep on writing
when you know your words
never reach quite deep enough—
fail again to plumb prosaic depths
and render speechless those of
greater wit and...

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Surrounded by various profession
Business, medicine, soldiership and education
It's heaven-sent and planned  for Him to labour
To work manually with strength and effort
True hardships; entails a...

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There aren’t too many jobs that kids can do
when they are in their pre-teen years, but we
knew of a place to work where berries grew.
To...

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Like morning light break forth of eastern skies
And astound with beauty the waking eyes
So did my heart before you rose to praise
A seraph in the...

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Winter's Perfect Heat 


“Snowflakes gather in crystalline drfitings”

Lifting your hair, kissing the nape of your neck
Warm flesh waits on tippy toe desires
Lips brush skin, lower...

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Winter’s Passion’d Heat 
 

“Snowflakes gather in crystalline drfitings”

Lifting your hair, kissing the nape of your neck
Warm flesh waits on tippy toe desires
Lips brush skin,...

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The Soup kitchen's queue are in line .
The economy , banjaxed and dyin' .
When Lehmans went bust
The bankers just cussed
So now , " Buddy who...

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Do you see your King?
perspired
breathing
musk in your arms

Come my Queen 
stirred
Mocha
flower of desire

Come
cocooned in silk
morning star
your skin on my sheets

Enter my Queen 
we are
the most...

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Do you see your King?
perspired
breathing
Musk in your arms..

Come my Queen
stirred
mocha
flower of desire..

Come
cocooned in silk
morning star
your skin on my sheets...
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Who am I today?
as I rise out to play
at being again
this ego I  entertained yesterday
with passion plays
creation stories
epic one-day opera
folding into Northern Autumn yet...

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I carry the immense weight of potential with me.

I carry the knowledge that death exists, and that we are all born to die.

I carry the...

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Perhaps we have loved before
in the Lupanar of Pompei
goddess of Priapus
the overseer
of the fertile garden
commanded me.

We perspired upon pillows
stuffed with reeds
feathers and straw
most unwitting lady
whispered...

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A TAXPAYER SPEAKS

Years ago when filing tax forms reared its proliferating death’s head
I cursed, perspired, and thought about moving to a foreign homestead
As a low-income...

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Take it to heart when someone says,
" Hard work is honest living! "
My ma used to say it in a convincing voice,
when we gathered around...

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Silhouettes ceased the day of pain.
They stooped over twisted remains
Of burnt bodies and of charred skin
Over Grounders, arrows, knives and kin.
And tears soaked the blackened...

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