Tag Archives: free verse

Lies

A guy may buy
A pretty girl’s eye
And revel in bliss
From her soft kiss.
But the honest guy
Will find
It hard to deny
That behind
Her smiling eye
And sweet scent
There lies, contempt

We Walked Through the Graveyard

We
Walked through the graveyard.
She
Is frightened of death.
Earlier we
Drank wine.

Our bed
Was hot
The dead
Are forever here.
The graveyard plot
Draws lovers near.

Some People Just Don’t Appreciate Free Verse

When a young man driving a hearse
Composed a poem all in free verse
A corpse in the back
Gave him such a whack,
That he went and crashed that Hearse!

What is Sin?

What is sin?
A girl’s smile.
And the clink of coin.

And is there heaven
And hell?
Heaven is her smile.
And will you find
Hell behind?
She
Will not tell.
And he
Will find
In women and wine
That heaven
And hell
Join
In the chink
Of coin.

Angels dance on a pin,
And philosophers ask, “is there sin?
And the priest hears confession
Of an ancient profession.
Though some say farming is older.
And a girl’s bare shoulder
Tempts man into the descent
To heaven and hell.

And within
Is pleasure,
Or sin.
(perhaps they are the same).

A coin
On the collection plate.
Then, later, Lou or Kate
Join
Him
For coin.
And smile while
The world continues to spin.

A Kind of Honesty

A delivery of pleasure.
She will come to me
For an hour or so.
We will spend our time.
But not in rhyme.

I, for my part
Know not her heart,
Nor she mine.
‘Tis merely pleasure.
The pleasure being mine.

The Law of Averages

Given their profession
And the law of averages
It can probably be said
That many are now dead.

A girl writes her confession.
An average memoir
Of lost bras
And the price of vice.

But the dead
Write no memoirs
Of ripped bras
And average men.