Submissions by Baldwin
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
Yesterday 11:54am
Yesterday 11:54am
A Coyish Little Girl and a Dirty Old Man
I find myself
attracted to a little girl
and wish because
of her “demeanouring”
to hold her in my arms..
She’s given me, you see,
so quite intentionally
some bodied cues
that she should be
within my eyes
an object of desire.
And with her I agree.
But she in years
is less than twelve
while I am in my seventies
And given this
does it not seem
that she and I
do manifest perversity?
attracted to a little girl
and wish because
of her “demeanouring”
to hold her in my arms..
She’s given me, you see,
so quite intentionally
some bodied cues
that she should be
within my eyes
an object of desire.
And with her I agree.
But she in years
is less than twelve
while I am in my seventies
And given this
does it not seem
that she and I
do manifest perversity?
#lust
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Sep 2023 4:55pm
19th Sep 2023 4:55pm
Summer's End
Before the dawn today
a lone goose flew close overhead
trumpeting a single forlorn note
that said,
“Summer’s on its deathbed now;
the year is darkening
and drawing to an end.
All that’s green
will soon be sere, un-thrived.
Abandon here!
Wing south to stay alive!”
a lone goose flew close overhead
trumpeting a single forlorn note
that said,
“Summer’s on its deathbed now;
the year is darkening
and drawing to an end.
All that’s green
will soon be sere, un-thrived.
Abandon here!
Wing south to stay alive!”
#fall
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Sep 2023 4:43pm
16th Sep 2023 4:43pm
Sara
Ah, you,
my first real love
the source of a recurrent sense
of loss, of joy,
and knowledge of how fire
could blaze inside my heart
along my limbs,
the object of my prayers!
Oh how the look of you
could make me inarticulate
tongue-tied
and in despair that I
was so unable when
within the aftermath
of kissing you
to then compose for
you some ardent, song-filled poetry.
Ah you, so fixed
and so abundant here
within my memory..
my first real love
the source of a recurrent sense
of loss, of joy,
and knowledge of how fire
could blaze inside my heart
along my limbs,
the object of my prayers!
Oh how the look of you
could make me inarticulate
tongue-tied
and in despair that I
was so unable when
within the aftermath
of kissing you
to then compose for
you some ardent, song-filled poetry.
Ah you, so fixed
and so abundant here
within my memory..
#nostalgia
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LOVE POEM
Published
11th Sep 2023 10:19pm
11th Sep 2023 10:19pm
I'm breath robbed now
I’m breath robbed now
at just how you,
this you who left me lost,
yet once again
emerged within my dreams
and how unruly, haunted, all
my wanted rest became
and still becomes,
with images and memories
of couplings that we shared
within my shadowed room
the hunger for your body
and your soul
that you evoked in me
with touch,
with words of adoration and of love
to know yet once again
abandonment.
at just how you,
this you who left me lost,
yet once again
emerged within my dreams
and how unruly, haunted, all
my wanted rest became
and still becomes,
with images and memories
of couplings that we shared
within my shadowed room
the hunger for your body
and your soul
that you evoked in me
with touch,
with words of adoration and of love
to know yet once again
abandonment.
#dreams
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Sep 2023 3:15pm
10th Sep 2023 3:15pm
Coy Girls
Coy girls
not worldly innocents
they know their power
not worldly innocents
they know their power
#sex
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Sep 2023 5:11pm
9th Sep 2023 5:11pm
Pivot Point
Creation’s pivot point
the earth
before Copernicus
the earth
before Copernicus
#haiku
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Sep 2023 5:00pm
9th Sep 2023 5:00pm
frogs
The ocean
lies unknown to frogs
salt water’s not their home.
lies unknown to frogs
salt water’s not their home.
#haiku
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Sep 2023 10:56pm
8th Sep 2023 10:56pm
Some "Haikus" for Mo
If, as Mo opines, the following piece by Patricia Donegan is a Haiku
"spring wind -
I too
am dust “ ,
then so are these:
Cat asleep
I, too,
am purring.
Squirrel’s food
in it my hunger
finds no satisfaction
stacks of unread books
within their presence
I stand accused
kitchen sink
breeding ground
for roaches
full moon
your face of bone ...
"spring wind -
I too
am dust “ ,
then so are these:
Cat asleep
I, too,
am purring.
Squirrel’s food
in it my hunger
finds no satisfaction
stacks of unread books
within their presence
I stand accused
kitchen sink
breeding ground
for roaches
full moon
your face of bone ...
#haiku
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Sep 2023 9:39pm
6th Sep 2023 9:39pm
I have now walked ...
I have now walked amid
the redding brier, the crimson rose,
the apple golden haze,
the winding warm bricked cottage close,
the haunting strains divine of dale rich harmonies
from shepherds’ choirs,
the cart tracked furrowed, rail-lined rolling hills
and vales of green swathed Wessex land;
and ever since
my soul has never been the same.
the redding brier, the crimson rose,
the apple golden haze,
the winding warm bricked cottage close,
the haunting strains divine of dale rich harmonies
from shepherds’ choirs,
the cart tracked furrowed, rail-lined rolling hills
and vales of green swathed Wessex land;
and ever since
my soul has never been the same.
#countryside
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Sep 2023 2:24pm
4th Sep 2023 2:24pm
I've walked out far into the night
I’ve walked out far into the night,
foot-marked its sad beginnings and its ends.
I’ve measured-stepped myself within
its deepest deprivations of starlight and all the circling moon’s cold whisperings
upon the lawns, the fences, and the heaths
that lined my ambled way.
I’ve stood upon its shadings of
the cobblestones along my street,
and braved its scoldings in
its chilling bursts of wind,
its sudden angry blusters that
it sends through narrow alleyways
and lays upon the dark-leaved trees.
I’ve tasted its concealings...
foot-marked its sad beginnings and its ends.
I’ve measured-stepped myself within
its deepest deprivations of starlight and all the circling moon’s cold whisperings
upon the lawns, the fences, and the heaths
that lined my ambled way.
I’ve stood upon its shadings of
the cobblestones along my street,
and braved its scoldings in
its chilling bursts of wind,
its sudden angry blusters that
it sends through narrow alleyways
and lays upon the dark-leaved trees.
I’ve tasted its concealings...
#SelfDiscovery
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Aug 2023 3:07pm
6th Aug 2023 3:07pm
Augusts Now
It is August now
I sit at my dry desk
with a dry manuscript in my dry hand
wondering
if my words will have a life, a voice, in months to come.
Will they be read?
Or are they only good instead
for kindling?
I sit at my dry desk
with a dry manuscript in my dry hand
wondering
if my words will have a life, a voice, in months to come.
Will they be read?
Or are they only good instead
for kindling?
#WritingPoetry
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LOVE POEM
Published
18th Jul 2023 8:49pm
18th Jul 2023 8:49pm
Light
The mist this morn
is full of silvered sun.
The sight of it calls up
a memory
of how I wept when I was young
and torn in two by love
at being overcome
by all the light
that shone around her form
and face.
as she waved her last goodbye
to me,
beginning then
another of
the many body shudder losses fate
would gather from below, above,
into my life.
is full of silvered sun.
The sight of it calls up
a memory
of how I wept when I was young
and torn in two by love
at being overcome
by all the light
that shone around her form
and face.
as she waved her last goodbye
to me,
beginning then
another of
the many body shudder losses fate
would gather from below, above,
into my life.
#rejection
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