Yo, my man can you dig?Right on daddy-o!This thing is too jive, I gotta split.What’s this crazy jam on my radio?Ain’t too funky for my groove,I’m digging these far out tunes.Hey foxy mama let me see them moves! This is for a dVerse prompt: Please write a poem of only 44 words on your blog.Continue reading “Can You Dig It?”
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A short Zuihitsu
There are often comic musings but very few consider them poems Laughter is the best medicine Poets are often sickYet very few comedians who rhyme Did you hear the one about the – No. You have to let me finish No, I don’t and stop calling me Finnish.Why is that? Why is what? No, whatContinue reading “A short Zuihitsu”
Where did the love go?
Where does love go when it’s let free from its shell? The inner wrappings of yolk and membrane, released into the wild, or perhaps just into a frying pan. Sunny side up or scrambled, love stays the same.Love does not run into some other place, become mixed with flour and sugar to create a cake.Continue reading “Where did the love go?”
Published Author
“I really appreciate you coming.” “Hmmph,” she sniffed. Hey, she was here. That was a win. “Publication is the auction of the mind,” she said; unprompted. I looked at her. Her with her second hand black beret, brown, real leather jacket, a pair of slacks most likely from Walmart and a pair of strappy shoesContinue reading “Published Author”
Love Me
Love meAs I amAs you wish me to beLove me As a manThe one of whom you dreamLove meIn the nightWhen your eyes closeAnd you dreamAnd you call out my nameLove meWhen no one else willWhen the worst is the best I can doLove meWhen it’s a thrillExciting and newLove meIn good and badThe bestContinue reading “Love Me”
From When The Bombs Fell
These bones lay dry in dirt of clayReleased from flesh, blood and sinew.Once they were childrenThey laughed and played.Once they were adults who loved and were loved.Now they are bones in dirt,Left over from when the bombs fell. This is for a dVerse prompt: Pen us a poem of precisely 44 words (not counting theContinue reading “From When The Bombs Fell”
False Spring
The weather warmThe days brighterWinter’s fingers slacken their gripFrozen nights leading to icy morningsNo longer upon my doorstep fallHis lips no longer speak my nameThough at one time they didSweetest refrains from songs of the heartBut falsetto were his only notesThe sun came up still a little earlierYet no warmth did it bringWinter though itsContinue reading “False Spring”
Out Like A Lamb
In like a lionWild and roaring jungle catLeave purring kitten Yesterday it was snowing. Literally blowing cold flakes of nearly frozen water on my face. Today? Today, I’m literally sweating just sitting outside. “Hot enough for you?” “Haha. Yeah,” I say and go back to my phone. “Hot enough to sweat the balls off aContinue reading “Out Like A Lamb”
I’ll Eat your Piece
It was dessert that did me in; the upside down pineapple cake, looking up at me from the small white plate.It was my grandmother’s favorite cake to bake, her special recipe, made special only because she was the one to make it.I looked up at her, with I’m sure the beginnings of tears in myContinue reading “I’ll Eat your Piece”
Turn Away
Turn awayThe silence is betterThan when I held you in my armsThe thunder of your beating heartWith mineEchoesIn my hollow chestA bass drumWithout a beatWith you in another’s armsTurn awayThe silence is better This is for a dVerse prompt: Write a quadrille (a poem of EXACTLY 44 words, not including the title) AND include theContinue reading “Turn Away”
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