Poetry

  • Repost: Gentle patter of rain, or: A rengay

    A two-person ‘Rengay’ By Veronica and David vh- yellow galoshes puddle evaporates before the splash db- the city exhales its prayers — rain-slick limestone, light reborn vh- step across threshold rainbow appears as clouds part promise of new life db- across foreign lands — stretching prismatic droplets bridge too-distant mists vh- two strangers extend friendship…

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  • Big Bird’s Peekaboo Prison

    Poetry fo dat Posterior

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  • Sunset

    Sunset

    Celebrate the sleeping sun

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  • It Rhymes

    It Rhymes

    At least it used to.

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  • Messenger

    Messenger

    Tea, pipe, sunset, poetry, repeat daily.

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  • Tea-Weeting

    Tea-Weeting

    I’m not calling it that.

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  • Snaps

    Snaps

    Joggers & bike thieves The lemon sees all Snickerdoodles walloped by Batman’s neice Broomhilda Hospital television tickers show investment futures to the dying Singing to the deaf Miming to the blind Farting around Brittany Useless gestures wasted on the undeserving Dell just dropped three points and screw little Joey’s kidney in the Igloo cooler Bro’s…

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  • Waymomento

    Waymomento

    Because Dallas

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  • Wed-nes-day Words

    Wed-nes-day Words

    When all the sneks have eaten And all the cats have yacked And all the laundry laundered I’m glad we don’t have dogs Yo. Poems.

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  • Date Night (a poem)

    Where were you when it started? And where will you be in the end? Not asking for proof of a heaven or hell Not breaking a rule; maybe bend Rich men with their foolish endeavors Breathe fire like dragons of lore A family or two is a small price to pay When making a few…

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  • What am I but a dot in the matrix A grain in the garden A salt speck in an endless ocean A pinhole upon night’s curtain (thanks Connery) A face in the crowd An ember to the fire A drop in the downpour A day in the life A vote in the congress A peanut…

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  • Dueling Hooters (a poem)

    Hot-boxing Hot Wheels on a Friday night Summer sunset swallows the horizon as electric tears vow revenge Asphalt sizzles with each bullet, bleeding heat before the speeding beasts Windows hide first kisses and final goodbyes How silly you were Red & blue signal when Flee or face the phallus To peasant’s field or potter’s stone…

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  • Hearts of ICE (a poem)

    Saint Anthony The devil is knocking on your door Donning Christ’s mask Speaking angel; plotting sacrifice Blood in life’s river to satiate the politically hungry El Camino beckons the refugee Freedom becomes teased tickles on toes too horrified to stand Who wears who’s mask? Perhaps we seek answers answered previously, yet ignore its delivered wisdom…

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