H H Rutledge Poems

H H Rutledge Poems

1Birth
2First Kiss
3Golf

Best Poem of H H Rutledge

Birth
Birth is a mess.. fashionable undress,
A spiritual miracle for the main.
But how can a hugging become such a mugging
The moment my domicile is drained?
I was squeezed, flushed, wrenched and thrust.
I was pinched and rolled about.
When the tongs clamped on, was I so wrong
To consider another way out? . . .
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First Kiss
Adolescent effervescence,
A bubbling first kiss.
Expectation that reigns
Between goosebumps and pain.
Too descriptive to mention
This maiden so fine.
Could she acquiesce
To someone my kind?
With eyes ever closed
I glanced off her nose,
Landing on lips of cherries.
Was it . . .
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