Best Benson Poems

Through the Pit's mouth she saw it-
Inert body prostate, lightly lit
the pale face staring up, hollow eyes
the cold waters, the mud, the mice.

Through the pit's mouth, she gaped down
Her heart about to be listed afar,
In the fate of the quiet traveller.

O Benson Drew! O Miss...

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Harvey grew up in a small Maine town,
due north of Portland, and out of the way,
like most kids he’d go to the school bus
at the beginning of every week day.

And every day that he made that ride
he saw sitting on the side of the road,
an...

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...Utterly stunned, Harvey then poured through
the town’s online photographic archives,
the twenties, fifties, eighties and today
revealed to Harvey the very same sight.

Then for some reason that to this day
Harvey is at a loss to explain,
the teachings of his old physics professor
started running quickly though his brain.

He’d...

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