Monday, June 30, 2014

Empty Rhetoric's Catastrophe


Apostrophic yes— 
And never failing 

To omit whatever’s left 
Of your dwindling devices, 

You end up vomiting 
The whole works. 


Friday, June 27, 2014

Inland Marina


No ordinary tree for us love but the drift 

wood craft we assembled for Christmas 
past and awaiting to rise 
phoenix-like for Christmas future 

lies presently moored in cob 
webs in corner of portico 
affording a splendiferous 

view of mountains floating 
in a deep blue sky in the balmiest calms 
of summer gifts we hope never run dry. 





Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Coaxing the Gentle Reader to Reveal Himself with Sweet Nothings


Not croaking, 
Sticking it out 

Silently, something 
Like a stoic 

Frog immobile, almost 
Imperceptibly moving now

And then to trap οne more 
Gullible fly at the end

Of a too, too gooey tongue. 




Sunday, June 22, 2014

Bard Swept Away by Runaway Personification


It wasn’t the singular multitudinous 
Seas incarnadine washing ashore 
On the headland of a poetic coastline, 
It was the breaking 

News of the tsunami inside him 
That took him by surprise, 
Racing as he was headlong 
Towards a receding hairline. 




Thursday, June 19, 2014

Huuklyeand Cinquor on Gnomic Verse


Savants who should know better 
Keep telling me it’s best 
To let things go; the next thing 
You know they’ll be underground 
Just like me, wishing they’d held on 
To whatever they cherished 
A wee bit more. 


Moderator’s comments: 
 “Less is more”— Ludwig Mies van der Rohe

Monday, June 16, 2014

Letter and Spirit of the Law


Stay a while and muse on this 

Granite tombstone that’s stood its ground 
Steadfast over the years— 

Not like those chiseled letters long since spirited away 
By whatever it was deep down the words wanted to say. 






Saturday, June 14, 2014

Goodbye to All That


Nothing ambiguous about it— 
Once the message arrives 

In no time at all 
You’ll understand why 

It took you so long to get here. 


Thursday, June 12, 2014

Broken Heart


Leave it alone long enough 
And it will cure itself 

In the dark, returning 
To the light only to develop 

New scars that need 
New blood to nourish them. 





Monday, June 9, 2014

Antediluvian


shimmering 

on the very edge


of the fragile 

twig, one last trembling 


drop. 


Saturday, June 7, 2014

A Little Learning Leads to One Being Dead in the Water


Buoyant at the depth of your skill 
While downing swill after swill 

From the Pierian Spring, keep this 
Swell thought afloat if you will— 

Deep thirst for undying fame leaves 
Many a poet bloated lying there still. 











Thursday, June 5, 2014

Perspective Distance

--for Ed Baker 



the moon looks


to be fleeting 

yet staying


on intimate terms

an arm’s length away 



Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Regarding Warning Labels on Provocative Works of Literature



Be forewarned— 

These poems contain language 
That might be considered unsavory 
And thus unfit for public consumption 
By large portions of the hoi polloi. 

If you’ve been served 
Shit for brains, don’t 
Just stand there diddling about, 
Eat your fucking heart out.




Monday, June 2, 2014

Must Read: Electrifyingly Imperative Chinese Multi-Language Vispo Found Poem!






Please right click to open new window, thus letting in as many mosquitos as necessary to fully appreciate stunning power of poetic apparatus.

Sunday, June 1, 2014

Tale of the Lonesome Pine


Been rooted here so long 
Listening to the wind, 
Don’t make much sense 
To get up and mosey on 
Further down the ridge. 

If I did, I’d be still 
There standing in line 
Looking up 
Waiting to see 
How much I missed. 


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