Second Year Poems - Poems about Second Year

I possess an unusual knack for making women bristle

...I possess an unusual knack for making women bristle

hence immediately this birdman
wishes to escape into his eyrie
or seriously considers joining a nunnery
mainly for the less common slang defi...

Potpourri of new verse - some could be better, some could be worse

...I always wanted to be a medieval jester,
the one who sneaks up behind the queen
and makes her guess who caressed her.
I always wanted to be the Lord of Misrule,
King Lear's sad foo...

She Couldn't Take It Anymore

...She Couldn't Take It Anymore


College was supposed to broaden her horizons
After the second year, she dropped out
Fell into the hands of a man
Who took her virtue against her will
She was a s...

California Orange Faerie

...Delicate dainty flowers with crisp petals of peach
Climbed off of their vines onto the backs of the oranges
The rest of the garden grew silent, watching the show
What would happen next? Would ther...

Don't Go

...Don’t Go.
   On that first day, when I heard what could only be described as thunder from the heavens. I ran to the window and saw you for the first time, you were so tall and a little scary. When y...

for Darren - repost

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* I wrote this in my second year here for ‘Darren White’, for he impressed me in so many ways, but mostly as a friend. I lost touch with him over the last couple of years and just learned of his pa...

Pink Lilies

...The pink lilies cluster together as if they were in a hug
tall and gallant posed they are breathtaking beautiful
with a friendly yellow stigma and rusty red filament
lively colors that brighten th...

The Old Soldier

...The picture stared down at the old man

Good times, friends for life

The decomposing body was in its second year now

The dust and webs had cloaked him like a blanket

Giving him comfort tha...

A Long Good Night

...Dear mother too-long-gone.
One year,
second year of motherless
mother’s days. Never
thought you’d be the first
to go, over many who
seemed more likely,
but I’m not God. He knew.
He knew…we al...

Happy New Year To Kings

...Passover’s month is the New Year 
  for Israelite Kings
I know that seems like
  a crazy thing… but back in the day 

Jews used to date 
  the start of a king’s reign
by its proximity to Nisan...

Man Cannot Be Woman, Woman Cannot Be Man - Iv

...IV.

Lia called himself a woman,
though his chromosomes disagreed,
inside he felt he was female,
he made that his identity.
In the second year of high school,
the woke faculty played along,
b...

Would Twelve Thirty Work

...Would twelve thirty work?
Sure, I say. What day?
She gives me a sideways glance. “Today?”
“Sure,” I agree. ” Why not?”
A glimmer of surprise flits across her eyes.
She is pretty inflexible, so s...

The Second Year of Barely Breathing

...The Second Year of Barely Breathing
David J Walker

When can we breathe again 
exhaling the dust
Of a long-lost day
Safe from the safe distance

Look them in the eye and pray a prayer
Of res...

Cold Start

...Cold starting the car on a crisp autumn morning
my Dad wasn't the happiest bloke,
put antifreeze in it, ran the engine, ten minutes
and then he could pull out the choke.
On his pale blue Austin t...

Harry- the Orphaned Wizard

...The boy's eyes were like his mother's,
His persona was as cool as his father's,
He was lucky enough to conquer the killing spell,
That daunting night that eventually was his personal hell.

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