Best Astride Poems

The old man looked a little out of place
Astride his pony on the carousel
A smile from yesterday across his face
As if he were entranced in...

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An ancient river, centuries-old shops and restaurants steeped in a 2000-year history and 
culture set the scene. The ambiance seemed divinely contrived to facilitate the...

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Dream-worker 
delves deeply into my dream;

vibrations fondle anticipation
foreplay wakes wide-eyed 
swells of liquid libido quake the rendezvous edge -
a primordial being in his prime
a masculine...

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Who knows if magic exists,
if dreams come true
and whether miracles take place
(all of these things we thought we knew)

... buried in our haste
to dig childhood's...

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I weave through the rocks of a rough winding trail
Up through the boulders and sage
Following a ridge to the top of the hill
I'm a young...

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Our eyes met 
Across the room
The sight of her
My heart went boom
 
Her shiny hair
Skin so fair
Slimline body
Shaped to stare
 
I introduce
Myself to her
Her accent...

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"The In-Between"

I ripped the pages of 
that tired old story 
from the heart, a body of work

buried the misdiagnosed slanders
then wiped their mouths
with the back...

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blind minions do not hear
deaf disciples cannot see
callous subzero frozen feelings 
breed gibberish jarring jubilee 

this bloody blind-eyed messiah
rode to town astride an ass
belching barking...

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He lay outside    on the cellar door    one day
Lazy    gazing at the sky
A child  ...

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Word Quintet in C Major

By Stark Hunter

Open the door my friend,
Climb on in,
Join me here in this relentless caravan,
This unstoppable, this incontrovertible, 
this inexorable movement,
To...

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Tears
(for A, I shed)

When I herd these tribes and fashion cities
With my words, you are what's missing.
        ...

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I turn to my girl highlighting Mayday is near
A day of spectacle that the whole village views
There's Jesters of folly and Knights without fear
Witnessing lances...

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I am the woman.
I am the only woman.
I am the one woman.
My name is Women.
I nurse nations at my breast.
Ripened bosoms set loins afire.
Life spews...

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I once awoke into a dream
And there I saw a sight.
Adrift, a draft of Daffodils
Breezed on a hard day's night.

Still looking up and at the...

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Mentation then, tear watered,
swells and garbs itself with presence— 
at once to shout in strength 
and pluck a cosmic string,
now restive, overstrung and tense. 

Whispered...

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