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I remember youth  Like it was yesterday   A bouncing rainbow On acid Someone’s unkempt heirloom Such vigour and poise Such saccharin dreams I remember love like  It was always tomorrow  An ever-ready pink bunny Oiled loins and fat thighs Preened like a ready meal In a bitter-sweet sauce I remember children  Like they were forever  Squealing writhing brats  Of genes pushed into hope Biological satisfaction  Smothered in fear And syrup I remember living  Like it never ends Just trying to breathe Fleshy moments wedged  In a gas chamber  A never-ending celluloid Flickering in the darkness of  The existential abyss And I remember death  Like a promise to a baby deer The lightening trajectory  Of a bullet In a green forest With rustling leaves that whisper This is it Here it comes ©2025 Sarnia de la Mare Pillowhead $1,280 Digital, 20 W x 33 H x 0.1 D in Prints from $100 Man in Baseball Cap Digital, 19 W x 27 H x 0.1 D ...

The Soldier by The Marchioness of Dorchester (circa 1625 during the The Anglo-French War ) A suitor bold and handsome once arrived Twas early in a day unspent A proud soldier on horseback, A burning wish to vent ‘In courtly dance I wield mine mighty dart’ Said he, appearing finely dress’d In polished armour His lance Colossal, For this quest confessed. ‘With quivering heart, I seek my lady fair, Her gaze, the target of my fervent plea’ Said he Such chivalric pursuit was indeed Beyond compare His lance, a beacon of…. Virility. ‘Yet, not in war, but passion's grand display, I wield mine Shaft, Erect, a symbol of desire To pierce the veils that shroud love's subtle play In earnest yearning To set your heart afire. Behold, mine love, this lance of passion true, A token bold, my heart laid bare for you. Would mine lady touch my lance Before I leave Tonight for France?’ ©2024 Sarnia de la Mare Happy Hippo with Crane Fly Watercolour by Tale Teller Club Books Greeting Card Fro...