Police headquarters, or as Maxx liked to refer to it hindquarters. His client, or rather the son of his client, sat in the chair opposite the police officer answering questions. Too many questions for Maxx’s liking. Too many answers too. There were three men stuffed into the room with him, his client, Mernon – businessContinue reading “MAXXimum Overdrive”
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Not My Problem
Bright sunny dayWarmed by sunrays on my faceDark clouds on the horizonNot my problemLay face to the sunNothing needs to be doneJust me and my thoughts aloneThunder in the distanceNot my problemA puffy little cloudWaves hello from aboveBlocks the sun to give shadeI say helloBright sky of blueJust a cloud or twoNot my problem I’mContinue reading “Not My Problem”
Just A Little Leap
Just a little leapTwo feet Up in the airMove suddenly, a little scarePlace your Piece as in checkersKing me if you dareI’ve left the ground from where I wasLast spot left behindI land yet I’m somewhere new This is for a dVerse prompt: Today, I want you to jumpstart your muse by infusing your poemContinue reading “Just A Little Leap”
I’m Not Mad
I’m not mad Just disappointedLike losing a friend Who had been with you through thick and thinA brother of sortsWho had fought beside youIn public and private warsNot mad enough to spit nailsJust enough to turn away When offered a whiskey or aleI’d build a bridgePay for all the partsWatch as you burn it downAndContinue reading “I’m Not Mad”
Painted Lady Butterfly
The painted lady waits outside the courtWhile the monarch acts in his mourning cloak.An autumn leaf falls to the ground back and forth, back and forth.Soon the king will lay in her arms within the fort,No rice paper gatekeeper there to betray secretsFatal metalmarks along green marble hallways,Gruesome reminders of the attack of the DukeContinue reading “Painted Lady Butterfly”
Backseat Journey
Time stored and bottledStrong winds behind driven carTerror memoriesYou close your eyes as the car heads down the highway. The music of 20 years ago sings doo-wop lulabyes. At least the car isn’t weaving this time. You lay on the long backseat of the red Buick. It won’t be long. He’ll get tired and we’llContinue reading “Backseat Journey”
Rousseau’s Waterfall
The waterfall-Where?There in the corner-The tiny one there?Simple in its space-Gentle Rousseau, can you hear us?With the hidden figure-We’re bringing brushes and paintsIn tall grass watching-Oh heavens gate!As small deer gather-Certainly a leisurely passion.Behind the large tree we lean upon-Truthfully? It’s light …With large leaves shade-Better than that portrait though,Giant haystacks-Painted facing the stars,Lead toContinue reading “Rousseau’s Waterfall”
Take Care
Please take care, I know her not.She is tall and fair. Wherever shall I take her?Take her home That is boldNot yours but where she does roam And alone leave her?You don’t care. I would but you said leave her. This is for a dVerse prompt: The Quadrille is really quite simple when you boilContinue reading “Take Care”
These I Have Loved
The sun on a summer’s day Whose heat I yearn for like the hotness of youThe cool of a breeze Like the breath from between your soft lipsThe morning dew That gathers outside our window as we sleep in to afternoonSilence after a hectic day That leads to the sounds we make at nightThe softContinue reading “These I Have Loved”
The Darkest Thought
“I am the creature who smells your darkest thoughts,” said the creature. This was true. It was the source of its greatest power, and its greatest weakness. “And am I a pleasant aroma?” I asked. I walked lightly upon the tatami mats. The traditional grass and rice straw mats padded my footsteps as I movedContinue reading “The Darkest Thought”
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