Category: My Poetry
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Ugh, They Did It Again…
Ugh, they did it again. I was away from here more than I was here the past few months, and things look–and work–a little differently. Ugh. With Apolgies To Britney Spears Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I see they did it again They made us believe we know how…
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Reply To Personal Ad
SOLD! to the tall man in the back row with the ugly brown hat. I’m here to say: I liked your ad; You were the one “looking for a guy with teeth,” right? Seeing that I have some (teeth, that is), I’ll reply. I’m dying to know about the combat sports and prestructuralist semantics, not…
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The Only God I’ve Seen
Since you asked, the only god I’ve seen rolled reckless from a red, cardboard Cracker-Jack box, elusive from lips to lap and mad as hell, no decoder ring to metaphrase the sharp sting of copper on tongue coated in caramel candy coating loaded with peanuts, good, sweet, and salty.
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Svarog’s Hymn
Svarog’s Hymn One true Church, he grinned mischievously. It is mine, obviously. The Church of Me— I, mine and me, now that’s a trinity!
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Dissonance
She likes bright colors set against stark striking white; he is partial to browns and ruddy greens. You know: earth tones or, as she calls them, “moldy shades of decay.”
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Sugar Season Haiku Cycle
Spontaneous, no-revision haiku scrawled in a fit of boredom…. Snow concedes, contracts Shadows shorten with each dawn Totems bleed sweetness Electric drill whirs Thirteen miles of plastic hose Grandpa had a bucket Good dry wood burns clean A grey squirrel tail, smoke and steam Sweet in the hollow.
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Monday Meme: Wiener Crash (with poem)
I’m thinking on this Monday Meme thing: how long can it last? A good meme is hard to find, frankly; fortunately I’ve found this frank foible that’s far and away the facebook favorite of the day.. http://pittsburgh.cbslocal.com/2015/02/15/no-bologna-oscar-mayer-wienermobile-crashes-near-harrisburg/?src=fb I’ve noticed, via diligent research, that this isn’t an isolated incident. Pleasantly, the wienermobile is eminently meme-worthy….
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Spam Poetry Challenge Entry
Christy over at Poetry Parfait threw down the gauntlet for a Spam Poetry Challenge. I apologize for my entry in advance–I didn’t take it very seriously, I guess. I’m putting the poem first, because it works better that way. The original spam lines follow. A different female I had been speaking to was stunned,said Wow,…
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The Weeds Have Grown Up Around The Stone Fire Ring
(working draft…) The weeds have grown up around the stone fire ring; morning glories twist filigree about the wrought iron table and the lane is laid in gold with last year’s grass, a few bold saplings, sticky burdock and the soft fallen limbs of carefully inventoried trees. The big oaks look good, the hemlocks by…
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Tsunami Sketch
I watch them walk wonderingly, Stupified across the strange expanding sand And I, likewise bewitched, stare mute Eight years and half a world distant: It’s not right It’s not right It’s not right And when it comes, it is perfect, A brilliant curl rimmed in white An embrace And still they walk And still I…
Old Road Apples 