Long Sondheim Poems

Lisa and I finally tested covid-free! When we saw our results, we began an impromptu dance that felt like levitation.

Although my covid case seemed much milder, Lisa’s been nothing but supportive. Why just yesterday morning,...

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I'm the gentle lover,
  I'm a real delight;
I play this game until it'll be over...
     again I lead.


   When I can't doubt you,
   when I face...

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Hands down, perhaps a more sapien trait
than most of the usual attributions of
what it is, that distinguishes humans.
I listen to a prime example of Sondheim
samples on a Steinway & Sons eighty-eight.

Balancing between enchantment and amazement
contemplating...

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Do Fools Wear Crowns?

Is this love’s niche’?  Do we both care?
Me finding love with no bound, your heart elsewhere.   

Do fools wear crowns?

Is love amiss?  Dreams misconstrued?
One in whom sadness is...

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No Maria -
when a Bernstein motif lingers.
No rosary beads -
they'll simply slip 
through bourbon-stained fingers.
God carved the seven continents,
with skillful guise, 
and Puccini cries.
Adam's rib was imminent
when his chest burst splinters
into a scorned dodger's eyes.
No...

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The happy sound of the coffeemaker.
Or of a welcomed friend’s voice!
Using a real phone, not texting,
You sense  her in real time, a true joy

Maybe it is his sensual deep voice?Hmm?
That hungry baritone, whose voice...

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Sung to Send In The Clowns From A Little Night's Music.

So, what should we say,
right here, today?
Feelings that two people had
on one summers' day,
drifting away...

So, what should we do,
about me and you?
Recall we opened our...

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This is a parody on Gee Officer Krupke from West Side Story .

   Dear  Doctor  Grumpee
   Nobody  knows
   Why  I'm  hooked  on ...

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Our Lord’s there for me
There so lovingly
Through the dark He guides me

As He promised me He would
He has always understood
And when I’ve not been good
Still by my side He’s stood

Offering His love
He sends to me...

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Come, I'll teach you sweet love;
forget how hard words are,
tremble like a dove...
touch my warm hand and believe in me for certain:
my trust is never ending.


Come, I'll teach you sweet love;
don't hang on useless fear,
look...

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I suspect I'm more interested in how Sondheim writes music
than the Beatles,

Although I have no information
to support this paltry hypothesis

Much less could I justify to patient well-versed you
why I also suspect
this tells me something about...

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Over verdant foothills, I often climb.
Through orchards of fragrant lemon and lime.
where the frosty air has a cooler clime
and valley views are stunningly sublime.

I hear church bells ringing. Their echoes chime,
calling me to write lyrics...

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