Shades of green
Shades of shades
A single shade bent
The eye behind it
I hate Halloween
Tag Archives: poetry
What kills love?
There’s word of a pollen borne
by migrating birds — of a wing-
and wind-driven affliction.
One cedes possibilities of nitrates —
what are they again?
marching to strangle key arteries.
I’ve tried fans, I’ve tried blood-
thinners. But dogs will die
and rabbits will fly
ere I figure this out.
Well I got free didn’t I
And drove there and then –
Won ton soup
I read a piece once
about Chinatown waiters –
about the hours they worked
and the money they made,
and how they sent it all home.
Someday I’ll watch
the traffic go by.
I’ll pour the soup
and won’t spill a drop.
Instructions in the spiritual life
Will be found on page 3.
The fine print on page 7
does not apply to those
who have already exceeded standards of “less worse”
in their daily life
and thus are out playing ball,
as they should.
The truth
You came to me willing
and I laid you bare
until daddy came along
and saw the leaves in your hair
The sun’s sweet passage
Banking left
she sprays little clouds
and we ask, as she goes
why we never met
Octoberries (and a sniveling snail)
Moaning while pruning,
I find you
little man
slinking away from a fruit
you shouldn’t have eaten
in a season
it shouldn’t have known.
The fruit is the fruit
of God’s jumbo garden;
the season’s the season
of wisdom undone.
What of the downpour
Is the lilac’s share?
More than you think.
More than you think
she’d allow.
Clouds
So essential to the divine
light show
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