David Whalen Poems

When life gets too serious
When the fun seems to have flown
When mystery’s no longer mysterious
When the daily grind has ground to the bone
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It’s impossible to force
A good piece of writing
It can only come from inspiration
It should flow from the mind
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All Hallow’s Eve

As he walked out the door he peered back inside
At his mother and father who gestured so feebly
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I miss her complainin’
Makes me cry in my beer
I’m so miserable without her
It’s as if she’s still here
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Pediatric E.R, R.I.P 11/5/09 (Volunteer work can be tough)

I watched…
A heartbreaking scene today
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Touch

To a loved family member…
a caress, a touch
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Baptist churches and brotherhood
In a tired, aging town
A moribund neighborhood
Where faith and fraternity are found
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When I look in the mirror
I see mostly memories
I see people and things
That have long ceased to be
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Oft times it seems to me, a maze
A puzzle of a life deploying
I’m not yet lost in life’s hindering haze
I just don’t know where I’m going
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Are we truly so distant from our primitive past
Are we no longer the hunter or considered fair prey
Were the truth put before you, you’d be most aghast
There are predators among us and they hunt us each day
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