Why Romance
I often come here to write Donn Deedon © 03/08/98 |
Butterfly Bound
I captured a butterfly, enfolding her with gentle hands.
I saw your needing eyes in the shadow of the full-moon night.
We shared our souls as we spoke the joys and sorrows of times past.
And you don't know me; you only know the who I am becoming Donn Deedon © 03/13/99
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Here I Am
You declare me to be a generous man and if that's what you believe,
In the warmth of the candlelit night you called me beautiful. Thank you.
Never ask who I am. I am the God standing before the Goddess. Donn Deedon © 04/22/99
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Goddess Love
When I think of the women I've known and I guess I knew a few
How do I explain that each was meant to be; something Donn Deedon © 04/07/99
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Fremont
Street Experience
Even now as I write down these words Donn Deedon © 03/24/99
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Eulogy (Kenneth L. Deedon 1910-1994)
I sing of my father; Donn Deedon © Aug. 1994
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Becca
I hide my own tear
I hide my own tear
Sixteen days is all we have
Suddenly, the day you leave is here. Donn Deedon © 1995
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Photographs
Before I bury it in a box with the memories of you
Before I bury it in a box with the memories of you
The difference of years that demark the demise Donn Deedon © 1996
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Idiot's Delight
Once more the bitter night beckons Deedon © 1997
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Phoenix Personified
The cold, callous night still beckons Donn Deedon © 1995
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Renaissance Man
I truly am a renaissance man. Donn Deedon © 1997
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Blank
The blank page stares at me Donn Deedon © 1997
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Rachel
I want my words to flow like a song in sign
I want to know the sign to say to you I know
Like the boat that takes Morgaine to Avalon I want to silently sail
I want to shout like firecracker fingers exploding with joy Donn Deedon © 04/21/98
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A Night Like This
The Santana Wind is blowing and the moon is rising full Donn Deedon © 1997
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Poets
You think, you speak, you shout Donn Deedon © 1996
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That Place
I drove down Olive Boulevard late one night on my way home,
I do remember we shared hamburgers in that place. Donn Deedon © 01/16/99
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Lovely Lady
This blank page is for you. lovely, lonely lady.
I was examining these feelings tonight and found myself confused. Donn Deedon © 02/23/99
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Your Presence Is
Desired
Come to me with your sylvan nakedness wrapped only
Come to me with a license for poetic justice; love loving love,
Come to me in the growl of the wolf that runs wild in your veins Come, beautiful woman, to love. Come to me Donn Deedon © 02/24/99
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Erotic Poetry
I don't write erotic poetry; never really wanted to.
I dreamed of your love a thousand years ago Donn Deedon © 03/28/99
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