Barry A. Lanier Poems

Sitting atop the mountain
Fashioned by passage of time
While doing it so naturally
While other's had hills to climb
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If a man could only love
Like he does in his dreams
Would he love his woman
Until her pheromones steam
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I was talking with my daughter
Just the other day
I noticed something wrong
But couldn't really say
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Those dandelion moments
Before they descend
Waltzing among breezes
Then gone with the wind
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You've never loved
Til' you've loved in a Bug
Hair tangled on speed shift
Feet tangled in clutch
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A racist!
How should we deal with?
Pray for them?
Educate them?
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Sometimes her little wings are hidden,
By little outstreched arms that care.
At times you can't see her halo,
Yet you know its always there.
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I wonder sometimes,
If my youth is spent.
My 'get up and go'
Has 'got up and went'
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I wonder if Daddy knew I had to become super-responsible and a miniature adult at the age of 12
I wonder if Daddy knew life at home was full of broken promises and full of disappointment.
I wonder if Daddy knew why he didn't ever carry me fishing
I wonder if Daddy knew why I had to take life so seriously
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Ye submit, how I tried to conquer,
By fate and yet vengeful force.
Every tactic of war known to practice,
Outwitted in painful discourse.
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