Poems from RKAdams
You often seemed to me to be ideal
A vision of perfection, purity.
And blooming in the moonlight, floridly,
I found you in the flesh,...
On nights when onyx raindrops start to fall,
I’m often met by memories that I miss.
The way you shone, like Helen, o’er them all,
The way...
Women are like gnats.
They only come in packs.
Some nights they don’t show up,
Some nights they just attack.
What’s worst about them,...
If you come across a lonely girl
With words as fine and frail as grains of sand,
Tell her that most oysters lack a pearl,
But do take into...
What’s worst about this whole ordeal
Is not that you are gone,
Nor that the words you said to me
Were just to put me on,
But really that...