gershon hepner Poems

Where yesterdays began
tomorrows will resume,
after the todays that ran
without much elbow room
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My views, if you chart them,
both for and against,
in utramque partem,
are past-future tensed,
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Timelessly I waste, awaiting
something that is less specific
than the joys of South Pacific
that cause me highly aggravating
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I, of rhyming fond, itch
to rhyme. It is a bondage
blank poets cannot match,
since they aren’t up to scratch.
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Like moths to the flame
the tabloids all flock,
and put men to shame
with a shudder of schlock.
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Bach means brook, which turns into a stream
of consciousness that flows
into the oceans of the mind, whose dream
its measures recompose
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Leaving empty spaces is more brave
than making sure that everything is filled,
and only when we’re silent can we save
the truth, that’s like a lily we don’t gild.
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Allowing spaces to be blank
creates a hidden presence for
the inspiration you can draw
by drawing from the mind,
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When Henry met Annie Boleyn
He said, “ Let the revels begin! ”
He’d been a defender
of faith, but her gender
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She didn’t know he really cared,
until he took her by the hand,
and not long after they were paired
for ever, and the wedding band
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