The prompt: Take this paragraph and turn it into a world class poem in the style of Roethke, Plath and that era of American poets: The prompt: Take this paragraph and turn it into a world class poem in the style of Roethke, Plath and that era of American poets: “An AI may never be…
Category: Poetry
Here is a collection of various poems spanning the last five years. Among these are a few from decades ago
Kawz
Why shouldn’t crows and ravens be called caws and cause of course with a different inflection ?Death is so ever present still … very stillwaitingHow old was my dead mother when she painted thatinspirational sign?“Some things have to be crooked to straight”The toxic PFAS sludge was applied decades agoMaking the venison inedible Hunters angeredCarrion laid…
Roscoe
As a puppyHe would run right up your chest In bedIn the morningCeaselessly tickling your face with his wild tongue Getting all the salt a face can hold JoyousNow his clouded eyes still beam with the relentless love that has always shone thereStraight to my breaking heartthe authenticity of death has captured his mobility Time…
Tragic
Forgotten the daily solitaireNow the 21 day streakis lost foreverIt doesn’t getany worse than that April 22, 2025 SGL Brunswick, ME
Beard
Grandson running his hand over the stubble ofMy closely shorn gray beard I was once 21 six years later I was 27 A lot happened, back thenSometimes, InsomniacalI count up from my earliest memories 3 years old and the Honeydew bridgeWashing away behind the Mercury wagonThe last car over the river It starts there my memories Yes,…
Grin and Bare it
Seasoned rhymes all wrong There, over there is the discharged soulsThey eat what’s left behind corpses nowHorses livers raw, odorous awful, rare Our lost desires swirled in the glare False colorsQuaker Shaker into the pouring light fakerAll are washed in the blood of the lamb, setting polished sun of night as Banjos begin to twangAll…
True Grist
We are walking toward the meat grinder The good meat grinder the One that will help usEnd all our troubles The Grinder equals freedom Believe … Trust is everything Just around the next cornerLife itself is a whispered promise of deathOh look, free puppies March 22, 2025 SGL Brunswick, ME
Floater
Was it a fault of my eye?A pin point light floating Across the bedroom wall ora quantum collapse a radiant black hole a gateway to the multiverse a glitch in the simulation?After a few seconds meandering leisurely 10 feet away across the space at the foot of the bed it slowly dissipates Into the void,…
Waiting Tank
Strange to identify with the lobsters In the bubbling aquarium tank in the supermarket aisle Claws bound by rubber bands barely movingNo way to resist Soon to beeaten by the rich“Too bad We had to throw outthe Lobster ThermidorMr. Richland was taken illwith a gout flare up againDon’t you know”The quantum computer has now calculated the newest God…
Elder
I am not aging gracefully It is a painful slow thing Unlike my vision This is very clearOld “friends” are distant coldThe loneliness of snow has a beautiful white sheenThe sun’s peculiar Winter brightness Hurts eyes that refuse to focus These deep soft painsIn every joint Remind me of Transcendence Every day The vision of…