POETRY
A selection of poetry to express masculist feelings.


Who Will Walk this Road with Me ?

Who will help me fill this space?
Who will serenade me?
With songs from the sanctuary of their souls?
Will it be you?

Melodies that sing
From the mountains of our joy
As from the wells of our regret.
From the ardour that knows no bounds
As from the deserts of our despair.

Yet, these are all but hymns
Played as our very heart beats
To the rhythm of our breath.

Short or long, Joyous or suppressed
Our tears will wash away the gravel rash forever
As the sun penetrates the darkness of our nights
To warm the sands on which we walk together.

Who will help me fill this void?
Who will walk this road with me?
May it be you!


Mark Bradman

 


RENDEZVOUS AT GRAND FALLOPIAN STATION
                          (For every sacred little sperm)

A jolly little sperm was swimming
Blissfully upstream still feeling
The full flush of his recent release,
When he met unexpectedly,
A blooming, voluptuous, ova
Drifting calmly down to her
Anticipated appointment.
"Oh, hello!" said the sperm surprised.
"Fancy meeting you here." Replied the ova
Unaware of this fateful encounter,
His greater destiny could not have been
Further from his ectoplasm,
Nor the likely outcome of
This pleasant exchange.
"Lets have some tea?" invited the ova.

     _________

With that singular remark
The sex trap coupled forever,
Two carriages on the Tranz Continental Express!
Shortly after the sperm penetrated the sundae
A brand new zygote began looking
For a bed in the sleeping car
As it gathered speed in the tunnel of love.
Parting kisses brushed cheeks
As the ova enquired,
"Why did you catch this tube?"
"Just out for a good time," replied the sperm.
"Why did you?" he asked
"Oh, I've always wanted a family," said the ova.

     _________

Later, an innocent and relaxed man
Hurried to make the Southerner,
Gaining a window seat, business class.
At 9:30 a wickedly fulfilled woman
Settled on the Northener,
As it pointed toward the sun.
Almost simultaneously, a songful zygote
Went forth an multiplied its cells
At an extraordinary rate,
Although, as yet, the being
Was of indeterminate gender.

     _________

"Tickets for the conception!" shouted the Guard.


Harry James

from Part IV JACK IN THE BOX
in WEST OF NOWHERE

Harry James is a bohemian masculist and proud grandfather who writes to uplift men in difficult times.

 

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