Best Poem of M.J. Dura

Water Crest Cursive
The man stood at the edge of sea,
Screaming out loud
To an audience of waves;
None too committed to paying attention.
His world had been taken over by TV.
His freedom only to be found in the index of his child's school book.
He cried often.
At the edge of the water he lay crying.
At the edge . . .
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Guttermind
in shower with love
down back water does drip
across the tiles
along feet
between breasts and buttocks
never more Beautiful than now.
every dropp is memory of our hours.
my original courage with her
was heroic
and here we are not as heros,
but as middle-aged bus drivers
giving . . .
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