The Rag-And-Bone Man

“Rag-and-bone! Rag-and-bone!”


A man trudges down their street,


Small and bent over and pushing a cart.


He stops right outside their house,


And taps on the window.


“The man is coming and knocking on the window.


Shouting and laughing and tapping at the glass.


Knock, knock, knock, knock.


The bone man’s here,


Standing in the hallway with a bottle of gin.”

Death of a Libertine

She Beguiles my senses, but in the past tense;
Extravagant blunderings, drunken and bent.
Decadent pagentry on forsaken dollar;
Corrosion  of tongue and flagrance and squalor.
Depths of despair: The vagrant that wanders
Loathsome and caged  resides my purged  heart
Reviled by th'eyes and ears of the art;
Death by which pleasure? (the Libertine ponders)
Author's Notes/Comments: 

libertine is one devoid of most moral restraints, which are seen as unnecessary or undesirable, especially one who ignores or even spurns accepted morals and forms of behaviour sanctified by the larger society.[1][2] Libertines put value on physical pleasures, meaning those experienced through the senses. As a philosophy, libertinism gained new-found adherents in the 17th, 18th, and 19th centuries. (Wikipedia definition)

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