Backwater Poems - Poems about Backwater

Backwater Junction

...Backwater junction in a backwoods town
Rusty and creepier than a carnival clown
Timber rattlesnakes hide their slanted eyes
No one visits this woodpile, no big surprise...

PURE NORMALITY

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EVERYTHING IS NORMAL

The backwater
dreams is catching the winds
to become a whirlwind again...

The past daydreams
of recovering time
to live the present...

Rest
revel...

Deciduous discomforts

...I started chopping, one by one
the non gratae parts of my Temple,
while unbeknownst to me
pebbles were already spreading whispers
in all directions.
Shh..don’t speak so loud 
You might as well ...

Here To Eternity

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   When Time sails into it's last port, 
and fever for the Truth is stowed-
as an incubant reality 
-that you wish had aroused sooner, 
it's queried symptom with more fervored pedigree 
of...

Neigh say being corralled and cult shod

...Neigh say being  corralled & cult shod 

"Sic semper evello mortem tyrannis"
translation = thus always I 
bring death to tyrants.”

Above the fray of twittering, 
squabbling, and madding crowd...

survivors

...survivors

The captain called up the harbor authorities needed a birth a ship no one had heard of, but its manifest stated Sydney-bound 
They let the ship birth on a disused pier far from the city...

A River Leads

...Spanish Moss hangs over my face
a gentle caress
green filaments brush my hair.
The flat-bottomed boat
glides on a slow current
but it pushes me,
it urges - but to where?

Florida has a lot of...

The Heroes of Buzzard's Bend, Part I

...Now I know you’ve heard the story
of how I all was way back when,
when cowboys rode with Indians
near our small town of Buzzard’s Bend.

Not long after the Civil War,
when it was a hot mining c...

Schisms

...We are winded and on the ropes. Backwater banjo boys
strum against us. Clouds feed upon a shoaling light.
A bad day for going out or staying in.
A time to be sleepless. We must live timidly,
or p...

Odds and Ends

...He was always dressed in fashion
And as he walked down the street
Not many people noticed 
That he’d got both left feet
He wore wide flared long trousers
Boots with very square toed ends
They c...

Low Steps Into Sunrise

...A bottom land
where green is thread through 
with a trailing mud.

A late fruited decay seeps and smears 
these low meadow pasture.
Pot-bellied dewdrops hang,
strung upon spawny strings.

He...

National Poetry Day 2016

...National Poetry Day is over
Over two hours on the stage.
That's one hellova long time
For one of my advancing age.
This is the Poetry city.
The talent just abounds,
Mixing in the bars and pubs
...

Backwater Justice

...Poor Earl Crabtree, they tried him for murder
He claimed innocence; he’d never hurt her
   But Earl was transgender
   He’d gone on a bender
Pleaded guilty ~ he’d tried to pervert her...

Interesting Times

...We are winded and on the ropes.
Backwater banjo boys
strum against us,
clouds prey upon our minds.

Bad days for going out
or staying in.
A time to be sleepless
to be dazed by the pal...

Story of a Fallen Star

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Just Before Curtain Up

Oh Yes! My career!.. It's behind me.
And the bright lights I’d worked so hard for
Now they’ve airbrushed my face
That looks so out of place
On that...

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