i think I will join the other gentlemen in the smoking parlor
they are trying to put out a fire there did i mention
the government my bad i will go eat a brillo pad
no good deed goes unpunished if vinegar doesnt work
use baking soda but we... read more »
January 11, 2013 4:01 am / 1 comment
Here we are again labias and genitals let loose from our own personalized bondage to attempt once
more to find the ending to this fire ant’s farm of unreasonable and otherwise unseasonable coughing
fits in this the generic over the counter... read more »
November 28, 2012 7:55 am / 1 comment
A Willamette Valley Springtime
Posted on Tree at Art, Poetry Fair, Silverton, OR
Under a Crayola sky
and a festive landscape,
we walked by sea or
granny smith green branches,
mustard, even pumpkin,
and cranberry branches.
The sky was a pacific,
midnight,... read more »
October 14, 2012 8:02 am / no comments
Posted on Tree at Art, Poetry Fair, Silverton, OR
Under a Crayola sky
and a festive landscape,
we walked by sea or
granny smith green branches,
mustard, even pumpkin,
and cranberry branches.
The sky was a pacific,
midnight, or maybe denim blue.
From... read more »
October 14, 2012 7:51 am / no comments
The psychedelia
of the heartbeats
beat to beat
like a drum
from great to come
Visions of iconic
cultural flowers
in the yellow sky
parks with a genius cry
sing a song on each
piano note
a knew poetic float
flying through New York
on ivory wings.
JoyAnne... read more »
September 29, 2012 9:40 am / no comments
I sit and watch this corrupted race of man.
All meaningless people
Doing meaningless things
For the sake of people that mean nothing to them.
Want is one thing
Greed is another.
They lie
Cheat
Hate
Corrupt
And plan
For the mere sake of... read more »
August 13, 2012 3:52 am / no comments
Kiss me
And even though
We shall miss thee
A moment cherished
Shall never perish
StarfishfireheadwireNames Giselle
Seldom been seen and quick as can be
In trouble or danger
I'll seem just a stranger
Mean and lean at 17
Sweet as pickle's... read more »
July 30, 2012 2:30 am / 1 comment
spilling out and over listening to yawn and hiccup of
people preachers someone knew. Indoors on ugly carpet
feet bleeding begging for an ounce of grace
but Nothing comes, faster than he could even run
a curlyheaded gauntfaced lover shouting... read more »
May 8, 2012 10:08 pm / no comments
Part One
Truman was feeding Lunchables to Laguna Lake geese when a towering Neanderthal
Slapped him with his country club cane and asked him if he’d read his daily Isaiah
Truman said, “No sir,” and was blasted like Ringo’s drum with... read more »
April 23, 2012 12:27 pm / 1 comment
Breaking the surface of the pomegranate
felt like penetrating human skin.
The purple blood trickled down my fingers
and splashed onto the meat of my bare foot.
I saw it falling towards the ground,
and even though there was ample time to react,
I... read more »
April 9, 2012 7:25 pm / no comments
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