Posted in Uncategorized, tagged NaPoWriMo on April 20, 2013| Leave a Comment »
spooky sock in every room
sneaky sliding under doors
silent sitting in back of cars
spooky sock, pink and white
milk-crusted, slobbered wet
taking pictures with the girl
in long-sleeve gowns
and sweat pants
spooky sock climbs the bedside
if blankets reach the floor
crawling under sheets
tugging slight on pjs
spooky sock waits on swing seats
where babies sleep
if something goes amiss,
he blames the spooky shoe.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged NaPoWriMo on April 19, 2013| 2 Comments »
Village Monsters
Gate bangs against post.
Who would go?
latch it tight
run back inside,
when they come
walking together
down the street
robes dragging dirt
cloths in hand
moving in diffused light.
Who would peek?
through closed curtains
see them glide
behind the drugstore
where windows show
they hide.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged NaPoWriMo on April 18, 2013| Leave a Comment »
The White Mega Blok
Landing in the pile,
rainbow rocket nose topples,
left behind on Mars.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged NaPoWriMo on April 16, 2013| Leave a Comment »
Much Work
We spend much time in the place
where metal father lived
whimpering low and lumbering
yellow trunk and foot marks
on the demonstration floor
This our corridor of iron offspring
flickering guard faces
lined in a dance row
and two telephones
We push them to work more
the guards
and the guards push them to work more
the machines
We leave our tasks
and in the morning,
look for what’s dead.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged NaPoWriMo on April 13, 2013| Leave a Comment »
Meditation for the Overworked
wrapped up
warm
inside my tent
lake water
lapping outside
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged NaPoWriMo on April 11, 2013| Leave a Comment »
Church Candy
Cotton candy fluffed pillows
eaten on Friday nights
no church the next day.
Saturday night
pillows bunched, smooshed, tossed around
seeping balls of sugar
not eaten
sticky hands steal from weekly offerings—
whether in baskets or trays
Who passes around trays anyway?
Your neighbor’s tithe clinks
and you give a dollar
or take one instead.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged NaPoWriMo on April 10, 2013| Leave a Comment »
Calling Dad by Mom’s Full Name
Right before bedtime,
a three year old joke about
duplicating names.
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Thank you, Son, for the joke and quick haiku. I forgot and was working late.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged NaPoWriMo on April 8, 2013| Leave a Comment »
Doggy Sticker
Dog sitting on my laptop,
furry gray and white and brown,
between pup and full-grown.
He stares at me sideways.
Adam’s dog,
until I found him,
wrinkled,
stuck to the carpet.
I pulled him off the floor,
restuck him to my laptop,
where he blocks the webcam lens.
He is my dog,
guarding unwanted scenes
of me
just in case
video chat is on.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged NaPoWriMo on April 8, 2013| Leave a Comment »
The Stranger
The campfire embers burn beside a truth tree,
reciting names of those before and those who follow,
through the door to the cluttered shop of farm machines,
broken and dismantled.
A stranger hammers at an unknown metal,
on the table behind hanging white sheets.
Outside is the concrete dock
where daylight does not warm.
Trucks haul away stolen stoves
and busted televisions.
Past the gravel yards
are the killing tents.
Hurry, the sun is gone.
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It’s getting more and more challenging to come up with new poems. I pulled the above from a nightmare I had. I have been checking the NaPoWriMo prompts when I feel blocked, but they haven’t helped me, yet.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged NaPoWriMo on April 7, 2013| 2 Comments »
Chainsaws
Race-walking teeth
wearing sharp visors
chewing trunk bellies
slice by slice
crumbs tossed into the air
unsparkled glitter
heaping on boot tops.
At night,
all good saws sleep
while dust is washed
from heads
ears
and elbow creases.
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