We had tried with the beautiful childShe had nearly died with the beautiful childThe eyes were sparkling and the dreams were newThe future reaching through with the beautiful childFootsteps thundering DoorsRelentlessly slammingNo werewolf for this moon the endless howling The past was bright Radiant, unbreakableThe way ahead dim, fearfulfull of dread voices whisperingThe mechanical universe…
Tag: #poem
Freedom
Living downstream The freedom loving Mercurial mind owners Are discharging wastedSpent liberty The dying fish Royal on our utopian republic Gasping and retching the awful smell of exploding intestinal wailsTyranny is the not the only means to stop this ridiculous evil The sighs of protest waived “HI”We were always free to suffer to languish in…
Angst
Who stole my Dorothea Tanning? was it some homeless grifter? was it a tire salesman? was it my gynecologist?As the headline reads:Woman Goes to Get Brazilian Wax, Alarmed to Notice Waxer Is Wearing Video Recording GlassesProphesied by Duchamp Decades before Étant donnés: 1. La chute d’eau 2. the illuminating gasAs the bright red Moon…
Future
the questions you ask are more importantthan what you knowIt takes energyto make the futurePull them backthe smartest people in the nationworking on national defenseWhy? August 16, 2025 SGL Brunswick, ME
Ameriakkka
I have an eyeIn the steak of America The arrow flies from the perfect front yard Right through the heart of the eagle It fluttered to our feetFeathered and disemboweled It turns on the bbq spit at our feetour stinking feet our putrid Beaches of Iwo JimaFeatA festival of podiatristsDancing awkwardly To the Tower of…
Struggle
They fought mightily at the bottom of the bulkhead at the bottom of the stairsleading to the main deckThe small cruiser was anchored at the lip of a beautiful lagoon They each had a death’s gripon the mailbag that held the secret codethat unlocked the unyielding Power, from the deepest fissures This was the secret…
AI poem attempt
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…
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