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Best Poems Written by Bas Holzhaus

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Woman Imperium

Julius Caesar 
Mighty old geezer 
Got his way with every dame    
He saw He conquered He came

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Natural Selection

Little ladybug
I’ll save you from the basin 
But a fly must die

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Dirty Words

A young cunnilinguist in Chichester
Delighted his girl as he kissed her
His sweet talk was great 
But she could not but wait
‘Till he showed her his latest tonguetwister

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Ode To Woodstock

Teen angel. Acid queen.
Here comes your lover man.
Heaven and hell. Won’t you
try. Kosmic blues.

Voodoo child. Guinnevere.
I put a spell on you.
And when its over. I
can’t turn you loose.

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The Love Life of a Poet

Man and poet? Bet you know it
Tender verse can get you girls
Plain or – whoopee! – eager groupie
Matching your poetic pearls

Just how much you get to touch, you
Can ascertain easily
You’re a freshman? Write for trash can?
Or a man of fame - like me?

Publications! Invitations!
It’s a never ending show
Celebrations! Admirations!
Fans will line up in a row

They surround me, flitter ‘round me
For the words I’ve put to rhyme
They adore me and ‘encore’ me
For my sonnets so sublime

My reciting is inviting
My performances include
Joy, devotion, self-promotion
And an ode to womanhood

As I’m signing, I’m defining
Who this night my dear will be
Conversation, dedication
They’re an open book to me

This one swinger, she will linger
Help me with the volumes left
To my room then, love will bloom when
She applies her fingers deft

Just imagine how she’s stretching
On my long, luxurious bed
From that point though, things just won’t go
As I planned them well ahead

Yes, I crave to, and will slave to
Pluck the fruits when time is ripe
But there’s something interrupting
I’m the more reflective type

I stand thinking, she keeps winking
Wishing me into her arms
But I know I’m not to go, I’m
Captured by my muse’s charms

She is urging, I am searching
Words to frame the scene I see
Not her figure is my picture
But the form of poetry

Pentameter, hexameter?
Which will suit my feelings best?
She’s lascivious - I’m oblivious
Of her want, her heaving chest

Should I sense her like a Spenser
Honouring his Faerie Queene?
Or recall her like E. Waller
‘Lovely roses must be seen’?

Should I make clear like a Shakespeare
‘Love looks not with eyes but mind’?
Or bring words forth like a Wordsworth
‘Weak our will, our judgement blind’?

Observation, contemplation
Passion has eternity?
Confirmation, cancellation
Love will live, but not for me

Out of lust she hurries past me
Picking up some clothes en route
My excuses, they are useless
It’s goodbye, for now, for good

Oh, I could have and I should have
Known that this would come about
Not the first time, nor the worst time
That my love is running out

Plus point of it: there is profit
From each unfulfilled affair
A collection – quite a section –
Of the finest underwear

But no gain is where no pain is
Fame and fail go hand in hand
Greatest glory, saddest story
My career’s ambivalent

All the lauding and applauding
All my virtuosoships
It will sway by, can’t outweigh my
Hundreds of rejection slips

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Sad

Aquamarine sky 
An ocean filled with salt tears 
How blue can you be

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Christmas Songs

(A season's poem, to be sung on the melody of The Christmas Song by Nat King Cole.)

Shepherds watch their flocks by night.
Rednose Rudolf is shining bright.
Jingle bells sound crystal clear.
It’s the most wonderful time of the year.

Hark! The herald angels sing.
Hear the whitest dreams of Bing.
Rock around the Christmas tree.
War is over. Stop the cavalry.

There’s silver bells and a winter wonderland.
The first Noel, the little town of Bethlehem.
A silent night, a little drummer boy.
Come all ye faithful. To the world bring joy.

It’s the songs and carols that in these days
all of our houses and hearts will fill.
Although it’s been sung many times, many ways
Sky will give us Christmas Channel still.

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Lucky Me

Shopping, cooking, dishes done
Three of my daily messings 
A garden, coffee, evening sun 
I’d better count my blessings

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Essential

John J. Rambo 
Serial commando 
Hurt, but even more puzzled I’m 
Sir, do we get to win this time?

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For You

For all those sunny years we’ve spent together 
For all the clouds that drifted in between  
For all the paradise we might have seen  
For ships of hope that wrecked in stormy weather

For all the love we made on scented heather 
For all the words and fights that haven’t been
For all the daily deadening routine 
For heavy times we lifted like a feather 

You’re nice and wise and good and cute and clever 
The very best that happened in my life 
No way I’m going to leave you lonely, never
Your way to fortune is my only drive 
So here’s this poem for you, to last forever
Now let me think of something for my wife