Beach Grave Poems

as the Towers die away 
alone on a beach where thunderheads Roll 
where I stood far from
shards of glass fire, horror, disaster
they televised only elemental...

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Ancient Greek and Roman Epigrams

That country wench bewitches your heart?
Hell, her most beguiling art’s
hiking her dress
to seduce you with her ankles' nakedness!
Sappho, fragment 57, loose...

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as kids we always hoped the tide would be in ~ now i wave them goodbye 


by
David Kavanagh...

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I will board a plane
and visit the grave
of that brave soldier
who left his country
to defend the principles of liberty
banned by a heartless dictator
who praised a...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Athenian Epitaphs II

These are ancient Greek epitaphs for lost family and friends, including dogs and other animals ...

Now his voice is prisoned in the silent...

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Stones I Have Known

I know that stone - scoured smooth beneath the tread
Of workers' feet too early out of bed.
It sparkled finely to my childish...

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Friends come gather around 
There is a young soul that must be found 
Travelling the air 
Complaining life wasn’t fair 
Trying not to scare 
Being...

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Pitching electioneering, albeit Democratic ticket...
as 2020 presidential election nearing
pleading joshing, and endearing...

The choice for commander in chief dum...
dum... dum... dum..
will winnow down, thus
political prognosticator pundits
no...

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             Tapestry of Life


In the still graveyard overlooking San Francisco Bay.
Her husband's young body...

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Some pirates once used, this uncharted land,
    To bury their treasure, and contraband.
    Now, where x marks that spot,
...

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After laying, 
my mother to rest, 
in her bed of pine, 
how I detest, 
that she sleeps, 
so deep,
so peacefully,  
leaving me behind.

Her abuse...

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It's blisteringly faithfully rot,

it's intangible as it's deserving of all,

so many signs,
and signatures to boot...


The wreathe in the sky,

the tree rotation eye,

end of all eagerness,

dredge...

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If ever you walk Saint de Vale’s sand beach
and see the seagulls winging low the waves,
or feel the rushing cold surf break and reach
your feet...

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Now falling in love include only me,
holding a flower in my hand you tell me,
to let it go * forever he will be mine, time,
until...

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