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Larry Jaffe

USA

Larry is one of my favorite poets in the world, ' guess you gotta hear him read to know why so many love larry. He is honest , cool, his humility inspires. The guy Rocks - ok.

Larry is widely published all over the web and his publications : Jewish Soulfood, Eating the rain and more are available on line (click on Image).

Larry is a true, poet of the people...enjoy! - Doug Poole Editor

One eyed splendor

I see you with one eye because

my other eye is too busy

confronting reality.

With my right eye

I take in your grace and beauty

while my other eye

is jaundiced by the man in rags

begging for food or drink

and maybe work.

Then I see your smile

working hard to get my attention

but when I watch the news

about some drive by shooting

of children

my attention is split

and now I have one eye crying

and the other

smiling back at you

My life feels crossed

as my eyes peel away

in opposite directions.

One eye wants to enjoy life

and the other crying because of it.

It splits me apart

right down the middle

and its not that I don't love you

I just don't know how

to love life

when it looks at me

this way.

I always keep one eye

peeled for trouble

and the other aimed for pleasure.

Life has me coming and going

I have to look both ways

when I cross the street

but I cannot wait

for the light to change

to make my moves.

I cannot wait for permission

mother may I?

To breathe my life.

My fingers fly across

my keyboard

creating beauty

in peoples lives

so undernourished

by pain.

My one eye feeling

the blemish

my other trying

to be optomistic.

But I am having trouble

because I paid the wrong dues

and now my membership is up.

And when I see you lying

there in erotic slumber

I want to close my bad eye.

I want to close my bad eye

when i walk down the street

even if it is Beverly Hills

because behind that facade

of the rich and famous

lie this empty rice bowl soul.

And I want ot close my bad eye

because it cries so damn much

and on that side I am running out of tears

tears of submission

tears of admission

tears of seduction tears of reduction

tears of invalidation

tears of evaluation

to many damn tears bleeding

from that damn eye.

While the other stays awake

doing crossword puzzles

and writing love songs

and perhaps dripping

a tear of joy now and then.

But things are way out of balance

my tear ducts are out of balance

my emotions no longer harmonious

I see shadows playing in darkness

and I wonder

if my good eye

has any tears to spare.

Unprotected Poetry Version 3.0

i had unprotected poetry last night

it was unexpected you know

spontaneous and we did not use anything

we just went at it to keep the mood

it was incredible but not safe

and now i am worried

cause it can be infectious and dangerous

to say things without a condom

it could be disastrous to speak without protection

and a guy should not have unprotected poetry

he should take more responsibility than that

not just leave it up to the girl

what kind of guy would just go off

without some sort of protection

what are the consequences

i'm not sure and now i'm scared

it was so irresponsible of me

to have unprotected poetry

to not even ask or consult

her about poetry control methods

she might be using, 'gulp', or not using!

what if she gets poetically pregnant

and wants to have my poem

or worse what if she has some kind of

Poetically Transmitted Disease

you know, PTD, or what if i do

and we have to wait and see what happens

taking regular poetry tests to see if we've got it

but wow we actually did it last night

we had poetry

how many people in this day and age have

pure unprotected poetry

we both really enjoyed it

we soared like angels without wings

never coming down, just coming,

poetically that is,

what a high to hit that climax and feel

like you will never ever be mortal again

now that you have had unprotected poetry

who can protect you

now that you have had unsafe poetry

and want to do it again & again & again

cause you know it just don't feel the same

with a poetic condom

it blocks all the feeling and the flow and the words

the words

are stopped short with safe protected poetry

and i will never write that way again.

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