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I'm Your Man

by Peter Humphreys

listening to Cohen
on my old record player
I remember our first argument
about tea and oranges
in an old Victorian shelter
peeling green
and rusty red
next Perch Rock

It wasn't
that I found Cohen
a bad poet
in my arrogant youth
I sensed a rival
needing destruction
under a cold blue sky
resonant with screeching gulls

as we walked
hand in hand
prize won
unbeknownst to her
I could hear
Leonard reprimanding me
for using his poetry
for such base means

or was he
quietly
chuckling?


03/07/2012

Posted on 03/07/2012
Copyright © 2023 Peter Humphreys

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Joe Cramer on 03/07/12 at 10:27 PM

...excellent.....

Posted by Kara Hayostek on 03/08/12 at 02:49 PM

He was definately chuckling quietly, as am I. I think this line "in my arrogant youth I sensed a rival needing destruction" has answered many questions for me lol.

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