- Non-Erotic Poetry
- A Conrad Dimple Poem II
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Click hereJoining the Colony
from the channeled spirit of Conrad Dimple
Spelunk,
spelunk,
I trod, then creep,
cursing those who wing
dank and dark.
Spelunk,
with headlamp
and string — strong rope's
for milksops and fops,
who venture not far.
Spelunk,
to where good stalagmite
receives my grip.
I worm my way higher.
Spelunk,
spelunk,
hooks pierce their slumber
so I may hang,
a mere but lofty man.
copyright d. dixon
01.28.2006
- COMMENTS
Netzachalmost 15 years agowonderfully redolent of Paul Muldoon - if you haven't read him you might like.
Maria2394about 15 years agowith Conrad. And you too,my darlin Evie. You are a top notch poet in my book...speaking of books, if you published your darkly delicious poetry, I would buy several copies. Thank you for posting your work, it was sorely missed.
~m
