POETRY

 

 

†††† When I was young (a long, long time ago), I wrote poetry on occasion.None of this poetry has survived.You might consider this to be a case of natural selection at work.

 

†††† When I met Angie, who was to become my wife, I started in again with a few love sonnets.Later on, after marriage and three children, I wrote moreóusually to be enclosed in letters to Angie to help dispel the loneliness of missions in which I was absent for periods of a few weeks to several months.Consequently, they tend to be more than a little erotic.

 

†††† Angie kept every one of my poems to her (love makes you do strange things).Iíve read enough good poetry to know that my poems are mediocre at best.But Angie treasured them, so this is for her.

 

 

 

DEDICATION

SWEET MAID AT DUSK

WHAT PLEASURES ME

WHEN PASSION WAKES ME IN THE NIGHT

SOFT SWELLING THIGHS

PANíS SONG

MY LOVEíS AWAKENING

THE TWELFTH ANNIVERSARY

THE SHARED BED

THE ROSE

HAVE PITY ON ME, LOVE

WHEN SETTING SUN

TO MY LOVE AT SUNSET

TO ANGIE, ON HER BIRTHDAY

HERE COMES DADDY!

TO MARCELLA, AT SUNRISE

 

 

 

 

Copyright 2007 by Patrick J. Tyson

Last edited in January of 2014