Category: Poetry

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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The tiny cracks too small for the eye to see, too insignificant for anyone to care. When the instrument arrives, only a few will take notice of the fault line. No one believes for long it will happen, and when it opens, they start to blame. The tiny fragile ones seem to notice, they hear…

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That sweet butter, melted that drips from the corn, onto the chin, and onto the napkin: the non-descript white one placed carefully in your lap. There’s no way it will hold ten or more drops. seeping through it. They claim it should suffice and after you are done eating the kernels like a typewriter moves,…

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While I was rewriting and took a little break, I had this come to me. It’s sort of a culmination of things from my past. People I once knew and things I had heard. This is what resulted. No more and no less. Okay, back to rewriting. When I was young, foolish, and stupid, I…

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