William H. Bloom Poems

Doctor Bless Your Golden Hands

Doc, what's wrong with our Aunt Nell?
She just won't talk, she garbles,
And we've been thinking for quite a spell.
She just might lose her marbles.... more »

The Ocean Of Your Eyes

You make me want to sail in the ocean of your eyes.
The winds will carry me, I know not where,
To harbors unknown, and I fully realize
That dangerous storms could be lurking there.... more »

Ode To The Brain

I need you for my very life,
You hold the essence of my soul.
My heart knows not my feelings,
There you play the only role.... more »

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