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Woman is the Devil
© October 3, 2002 by Paul M. Combs, Jr. All Rights Reserved

Woman is the devil, this can be disputed I offer proof that cannot be refuted No other impact, can one leave on man Than whence comes into a picture, a woman Sure, she is capable to bringing peace to a war Lest not forget that that war brought on by her Oh certainly she is […]

Vanity
© August 17, 2002 by Paul M. Combs, Jr. All Rights Reserved

Once there was such a request To write a poem of my ability at best Of a coconut to which I derived A man on an island a woman no longer survived Once I was asked to write of a watermelon A story conjured of actions almost to those of a felon Where is it […]

Measurement
© August 7, 2002 by Paul M. Combs, Jr. All Rights Reserved

The barometer by which we are measured The sum of all parts that have been gathered May only be known as the Day of Judgment Through this journey of life and by how we have lived To pray that we have done more good than had sinned Not that there need be a balance for […]

The Winning Poem
© July 9, 2002 by Paul M. Combs, Jr. All Rights Reserved

If there be a time to write such a prose It would be now, I do suppose An award winning piece for all to read This only a sample, only a seed I offer many wonderful works to display Certainly, not now, not today Perhaps if there is such an interest Then such an offering, […]

Second Place
© July 9, 2002 by Paul M. Combs, Jr. All Rights Reserved

It wasn’t that long before I last wrote A winning poem for you to vote To be pretentious and claim that this verse To be best of and even that of first That title be held by an earlier submission This only a little prose for intermission Expect there to be more on the way […]

Who Am I?
© July 1, 2002 by Paul M. Combs, Jr. All Rights Reserved

I am full of love, yet empty. I am smiling, and yet not happy. I am stagnant, and yet ever moving. I am of this world, yet alone. I am the life of the party, and have no home. I am a warm heart, yet it of stone. I am discreet, yet too open. I […]

Friendship and Post Mortem Depression (Part II)
© July 1, 2002 by Paul M. Combs, Jr. All Rights Reserved

On you this is of no reflection I write this with the greatest of in trepidation For me the seduction was part of the chase That moment relived day after day When I see in you joy that we bring together I enjoyed, too, our moments of candor It has been long since I have […]

Friendship and Post Mortem Depression (Part I)
© July 1, 2002 by Paul M. Combs, Jr. All Rights Reserved

Early, I read into those words that you had written Far much more than you may have wanted to have given. I hope that somehow, the time that we had spent together Means as much to you, as I will always treasure. I know that in comparison, I am unable to compete No matter what […]

Another memory
© June 27, 2002 by Paul M. Combs, Jr. All Rights Reserved

Your words are a constant echo in my heart Your touch I have longed for from the start Your smile has given me reason for pause Your drink, we shall share with our straws