Kick like
amen
Kiss like a
plague
Lie like
someone mean and measured
Live like
ends and multitude
Everything
else a cavity of details
Drawn into
life with a
wail, clip,
and clasp,
only to shudder, dwindle and die.
Showing posts with label betrayal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label betrayal. Show all posts
Saturday, April 8, 2017
Tuesday, March 21, 2017
Poem #112 I Loved My Friend
I loved my
friend
Imperfectly
understood
He went away
from me
No one to
blame for this
The odds
against it are encouraging
Still I want
to be happy
Until I
know: That line lies
I love my
friend.
Friday, March 10, 2017
Thursday, February 23, 2017
Poem #101 Viva Voce
They’d been
playing for a funny
Screwed up
his red eyes
In the house
There’s
people I don’t like
Studying
through
The
telephone telling morning over
Something
out hung up Young man
With all
your stories
Be polite
introduce people
Fell down
dead
Don’t ask a
lot of questions
I’d know the
truth about exactly what happened
A curious
case down the gravel path
Give you a
lead until you get the statement
So horrified
by the sight: Man with the red nose
Laid them on
top of the ready pile of jammed powder
I’ve tasted
the luck been my very worst friend,
Beginning to
the end a touch hangin’ round by his coffin
A minute
before morning
Drunk out
beer bitter hanging
Laid on the
shelf
Tell him for
hours
In fountains
of air,
Eyes flood, salty
sea.
Friday, January 13, 2017
Poem #70: Advertisements paper clip fairy tales
Advertisements
paper clip fairy tales to a
lazy
luscious lie trudge
effort
needed for this frivolous errand
Scream
some elaborate fantasy fast
Watch
want life like like
her,
him, picture one need
dream
delirious cut off channel
fed
moments promise to me,
Over
someone’s lather
Wednesday, December 21, 2016
Poem #53 Tender Queen Spin
Opiate
envy melodies of that numberless summer
Vintage
tasting of warm south
Blushful
purple stained lips
Drink
dissolve in silent words forgotten
Because
though has never known
Where youth shakes trees
To
make the apples fall
Beauty,
love, tomorrow pined
To
hide behind those dark painted curtains for eyes
Charioted
on the viewless dull brain
Tender
queen spin around where there is no light
To
save her from your ways steel the flower
darkness
a blanket to listen to silent
half
love mused rhyme an ecstasy thou sing
no
hungry days, only sad heart tears charmed
it
was so large then like a bell
a
tune longed forgotten by a stream that did end
do
I wake or sleep to know this pleasure
silent
sweetly haunted legend of men gods.
secrets
sung into awakened eyes
thoughtlessly
fair creatures
a
few words misguided
to
fall and give to the winged boy
a
message not untrue
loveliest
hierarchy
no,
no oracle
no oracle
O brightest
too late to catch
The
silent maiden
Thy
voice a lute does so quickly spread
And
build the frame of mind
That
antiquity longs to have forgotten
Wretched
one without a name
fancy
never bread to joy dressed to darker days
youth
is ages misgiving, a quite long hope
for
wisdom that never spoke.
Friday, December 16, 2016
Poem #48 About Being Woman
It doesn’t hurt. It isn’t anything
Gathering embers
Remarkably reasonable
Guilty conscious in one
Expansive grin
Driving home on her forehead
Stop please
Her hand upon the splash-board
Beautiful
Need to fix the man’s eyes
Bent forward
Pretty querulous
Added pity
Her too long and gravely beyond him
Gone
What do you mean
My wife
You’d been telling
I suppose you lied
To do with you double insult
Go on saying plans
Dishonorable eyes
Her whelps
Only an ordinary good woman
Desperation of course swore
Yes forward fainting
What did I tell you
Unbroken light
Passion protestations
Oh you brute
Get her into my room
Until you be quite
Storm of lady’s wrath
Jealousy
Himself discovered
Good looking bad liar
Quickly please?
Some sort of idiotic
“satisfaction”
For her amazing
Indiscretion
Broken off so easy
Monday, December 5, 2016
Poem 30# Pretend
Interview
practical joker
In
the parlor a gentleman
We
never saw his face
Old
meadows heart simply stopped
Very
shocked brokenhearted
Death
did not make him
More
than an announcement
Story
ends two days after the funeral
Scattered
brained
A
monster one hundred chubby little moment
Wrinkled
her nose
Cautious
craned neck a million times
Pressed
together a line of her forehead
Too
late heavy feet emerged
No
answer would do, snatcher her up
All
the world like a metronome counting off seconds
Scurried
don’t peek for cover
Eyes
swept a bit of colorful gleaming
Pointed
straight at gross unfairness
Fired
of playing hide and seek
With
myself careful side to side
Come
on give me a ride
Full
prospect
If
you don’t
I
won’t tell you any more fairy tales so there
Seventy
degrees on the other side
Carry
me back uneasiness to shout
With
pity presence whirl towards
She
doesn’t need you now
Let
him stay Cinderella.
Cinderella
wasn’t pleased when
His
wife walked in
Still
Sunday afternoon in utter solitude:
Pretend.
Monday, November 14, 2016
Poem #7 Gather you famine and bigotry
My country! My country!
On the neck like a day owned husband.
suppered strange men
with the little news— gone stray
sit right down to his choicest lies
three miles away wears a silk dress
make mischief back up bewailing
slackers, clackers, crackers,
schooling an argument
failing to move me
entitled happiness wild and wooly
representation of deeply sorry days
underdrawn by my country
my country!
my country amazed me
together the language was
blushed similar terms of common sense
forgotten in sermons
selling these bewildered ears anything
one child the devil
because he said something complimentary
forgotten little fortune
nothing like America
why?
Gather you famine and bigotry
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