Remembering Tangren

A small collection of memories of the Southern Oregon Woman Writer's Group, Gourmet Eating Society and Chorus

 

For the Woman Who Asked Why I Write Dirty Poems

Father! Make him stop this solitary vice.         

The boy is touching himself, 

spilling his seed, 

killing his babies,

self-abuse. 

He'll go blind. 

He'll go crazy. 

He'll die young. 

He's a pervert. 

Satan controls him.

Bind his hands. 

Beat him each night. 

Tie his wrists to the headboard 

so he can't reach his parts. 

Strap his feet to the bedpost 

so his thighs can't rub. 

Cover his genitals 

with a hard metal shield. 

An obstinate case? 

Attach a red hot wire to his penis.

Peaches and Cherries     

Each September

you bring me peaches

picked from the drooping branches

of your carefully tended trees.

You select the best, unblemished

caressing the velvet

of sun-touched fuzzy globes, 

rose-tinged gold.

Two Sides Of The Coin

It's as easy to fall in love with a rich man  

as a poor one. 

He won't buy the cow if he gets the milk for free. 

Marry a doctor.

Wait for your prince to come.

Maybe I'll meet a rich man.

Sex is my duty to my husband.

How much for a lifetime?

I can't afford to leave.

Tee and Creative Community - Part 4 - Hear and Now, A Eulogy

HEAR AND NOW

A Eulogy
by Donna Lee Taylor

I wrote for you
each line brought to life
for you to experience
each syllable born
so I could experience
your response.

Floating the River Rogue

by Donna Lee Taylor

Sleeping water, lying lazy in still limpid pools,
Sighs and rouses to a silent current,
Slides in gentle green satin by the bank’s soft slope.  
You stir and slowly stretch,
Gazing at the glassy surface of deep green pools.
Your fingertips slip into smooth wet silk.                 
In quiet shallows, pebbles cut the calm surface.
Sunlight sprinkles liquid jewels,
Catching your glance.

Hear and Now, A Eulogy

by Donna Lee Taylor

I wrote for you
each line brought to life
for you to experience
each syllable born
so I could experience
your response.