GRANT FRASER

Veteran Poet - 1,488 Points (JUNE 7 1964 / ABERDEEN)

GRANT FRASER Poems

121. Fruit 5/2/2013
122. Fruit Of Exasperation 5/17/2014
123. Glitterati! 11/4/2014
124. Going Down... 1/8/2015
125. Golden Square 10/3/2013
126. Good And Bad 12/6/2013
127. Green Fangs 10/3/2014
128. Green Woman Fish 4/13/2015
129. Grey 6/30/2015
130. Groceries And Poetry 2/17/2014
131. Ground 10/28/2015
132. Ground Control 8/7/2013
133. Gunfight With The Creator (Reprise) 12/23/2013
134. Guru 4/22/2013
135. Hammered 3/4/2014
136. Handprint 9/23/2015
137. Hands 4/17/2014
138. Hanging 5/13/2014
139. Harder To Smell Something... 3/17/2013
140. Hardest Part 8/26/2013
141. Head Stairs 1/7/2015
142. Heart 11/20/2013
143. Heart 2 11/20/2013
144. Heart 3 11/20/2013
145. Hell (Has A Gate) 4/7/2013
146. Her Mouth Engraved 5/9/2013
147. Hey You 12/18/2013
148. Hinterlands (Fragmentary) 5/27/2013
149. Hits (Off The Cuff) 8/14/2013
150. Hitting And Missing 8/13/2014
151. Hole Of Some Sort.... 10/15/2015
152. Holy Smoke! 11/22/2013
153. I Just Want To Sing - That's All! 12/6/2013
154. I Used To Go In 5/7/2013
155. 'I Want's' 3/18/2014
156. I Your Hypocritical Appliance 7/24/2013
157. Ideal-Ism 4/11/2013
158. If Only... 4/11/2014
159. I'M Too Intelligent For This Place... 11/27/2013
160. In And Out Of The Trajectory 4/23/2014
Best Poem of GRANT FRASER

Before Night Falls...

I can't quite describe
the way they dragged
those sacks
of weightless carcasses
around, their floppy crevices,
hairy dead vaginal lips
&
shrunken penises,

a mass of dislocated
body parts and taut faces,
confounded genitalia!

yet to run back again,
and thrust your entire
self against it,
the dead grainy B&W
dead film of time,
always close beside us,
like your brain,
and the gaping hole
in your head,
lying there like a cold
blue omellete,
on the grass, beside you...

as if one could feed or feel
a ...

Read the full of Before Night Falls...

Coming Second

Sometimes I half imagine
your already there,
or coming...

While I look away, for
seconds, as you undress,

At some point I'm ready to turn,
but not look directly...

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