A smile with a tear: 102 poems by Lawrence Gelmon

By Lawrence Gelmon

To you who have loved.
Poems inspired by both great and small.
Often about love and with a touch of humour.
Lawrence Gelmon has two Bachelor‘s degrees and lives in Stockholm, Sweden.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Books on Demand
• Release date: Feb 15, 2018
• ISBN: 9789177852339

Lawrence Gelmon

Lawrence Gelmon är uppvuxen i Jumkil utanför Uppsala dit han flyttade som 16-åring för att börja på Katedralskolan. Fortsättningen blev universitetet där han blandade studier med studentliv. Efter examen hägrade storstadspulsen i Stockholm. Det blev många år på Östermalm innan flytten gick tillbaka till hans barn- och ungdomsstad Uppsala. Under storstadsåren hann Lawrence med kommunikationsskola (IHR), juristlinjen 2 år, arbete inom reklam och information, skådisutbildning och olika författar- och manuskurser. Lawrence har tidigare givet ut diktsamlingen När dagen gryr (som också finns på engelska, A smile with a tear) och novellsamlingen (Lyckan kommer. Lyckan går...)

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tear

1. Feet

When the mist eases

I see you over there

in your white suit

How many times

have I thought

I will walk over

make love to her

fertilize her

give her my manhood

But my feet are stiff

I can’t get loose

I look and look

I remain standing

How you were

I may never know

2. Room

It was when the flowers reaches their peak

when the days were long

the nights were balmy cool

and you were the most beautiful of all

We went all along the path

to get near to the ocean

which we both loved

as we loved each other

You said I could take you

to the end of the world

But I only wanted to take you

to my room.

3. The Plug

My scars are also yours

when I suffer

you feel as well

We live together

forever

as we said that time

so long ago

But my days are numbered

soon you are alone

Pull out the plug

so I’ll sail away

4. The Couch

My new shoes shine in the dark

The brand is good

The fit is perfect

But they still remind me

of a failure

I don’t want to run

I don’t want to jog

I don’t want to walk

I want to sit here in the couch

munching and munching

junk after junk

burp and fart

zap and zip

What a man I am.

5. Harp

If you were a harp

I would stroke the