Category: Poetry

I often sit. I often wonder. I think about people who have died. Those I will never meet: Jimmy Hendrix, Frank Capra, Aristotle, Genghis Khan, and Spartacus. The list goes on: Queen Elizabeth I, Claude Monet, Edgar Allan Poe, Shakespeare, and Sylvia Plath. The ones with mythical tones: Big Foot, Unicorns, Loch Ness Monster, Centaurs,…

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I will not be remembered by many, but Americans will remember that day. The day we came to that place we are now.  In a hundred more years, adults will read about the missteps. How we became a nation of overeaters.  How grilled cheese became comfort food. We knew being on the political fringes was…

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Green with envy, I put you there, to defrost and drink you later. I do other things, gobble my time, chomp away. Night falls and it’s morning again, unaware I left you there. I begin my day, hammer away, the weight of my life disappears. Orange with no emergency, I go outside, check on the…

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It would be better to hit me over the head with a wooden board or something hard because, at least, that would make sense. This constant aggravation around has left me without any kind of satisfying circle. It’s the sound I hear when I close my eyes even though it’s no longer there, and leaves…

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Tick tock, tick tock. The mouse ran up the clock. Cheese in its mouth and a mission on its mind. Tick tock, tick tock. It sits on top where I can’t reach. Peering down, taunting me. Tick tock, tick tock. The mouse won’t get off the clock, I raise the broom over my head. It…

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whack it over the edge, hear the cracking, watch a little dribble out, bring it the above the pan, open the shell further, watch it drop onto the metal surface, listen to it sizzle, grab the spatula, not in the fried egg mood.

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It takes to your thumb like a fish in water. Do it a few times and listen to the sounds of the pages. Go to any random number and read a few sentences. Get it out of your system as you know you’re not interested in what it says. Okay, maybe a little bit. Turn…

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I am not the master of my space. I do not want to deal with this place. I have upset the apple cart many times. I hate the imperfect limes. I fall onto my knees. I brush away ugly fleas. I know the sound of rolling apples. I am awake to the ringing of bells…

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Get up in the morning. Put on some underwear. Already have a shirt on. No need to brush your hair. You don’t have any. Itch your arms a few times. The scratches before are still there. Only need some pants. It starts the day on a positive note.

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Sparking about Exploding begins Imploding down Smoking around Darkening ascends Dying flames Shining begins Disappearing near Floating between Illuminating starts

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Planes fly high in the sky, And insects fly far below the clouds, But horizontal rain slicing through the air Smells better than thunderous crowds. The lightning rods on the houses, Are decorative as can be, But not as pretty as the crows, That sit on the edges of the magic tree, Buildings loom in…

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Know yourself what you will do for others in unrest who call you a shrew. Know them what they do for they are lost with much to eschew.

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