Best Clenches Poems

~writer's notes~

i think out loud
from my fingers to a keyboard 
so forgive me if my speak
is somewhat long winded
if it has swirls and curls
this is me
hopefully you want to hear
my voice in its totality

~the prologue~

just a child
he clenches his teeth
grinding 
creating a screeching sound
much like...

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An alchemical raven's gray rhapsody awakens those cynical roses who
Breathe-in the ebony beams of blood-bathed sun, exhaling
Cacophonies that ricochet across these truthful horizons where, 
Depressive roars embalm Lilith's lawns. Awash with smoked prairies and 
Equinoctial secrecy, my neon lips swathe in life's witchy lies, for...

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'Love Story' Poetry Contest. 
Sponsor: Regina Mcintosh
1st Place. 

“I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.” 
                     ...

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Big Cypress stirs, heated by Miccosukee 
sky hung in spun gold. Rising in the east, 
morning sways with waves of river grass
as the elder paddles through waking water
in dugout canoe. Bare-chested, he whistles
an old, creek song, lost and found in tangles 
of green swampland. Bronzed...

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My mind is unsettled and there is one reason why.
It is the thoughts that swirl my psyche keeping up to the death of night.
They're not thoughts of theft , rape, murder, or worse.
No.
They're templates for my dedication to the men in the world.Men, as in,...

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My hands are cold, too cold 
the wind burning my nose, 
as it pushes me across the road,
hitting me with the reality
that I'm not there where the sun is

Numbers jump out at me
Splashing my face
with their significance
Buses meeting trains and hotel rooms

...you never did leave,...

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A sorrow sets in deep in the soul,
 To love and not be loved back,
 Is aa shattering agony deep within the soul spreading, 
 A poison that clenches at the soul,
 Forming a pact to never love again.
 But to let bitter hate control...

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Intricately fragile, embracing her curves, 
She silently breathes in this womb,
This womb where she is a prey to its wants, 
Its black silken webbing costume,

That clenches her neck, runs down her back, 
Is tattooed the length of her leg,
Where every small inch of her dark...

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The silhouette of crooked figures
Amply lean against a wall
Speaking in a foreign language
As the foremost starts to crawl.

Out from the window
I look on the street
Robots are moving quickly
As they stare at their feet.

The planet is turning backward
Time continues on
And to think the robots walking
Moved the...

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The tunnel is long and musty with water dripping from the wall
Into murky puddles where pavement is slippery and easy to fall
It is cold and empty with a lingering stench in thick, heavy, air
The dark figure follows me, bearing down, with a penetrating stare
I move...

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The city skyline’s broken teeth
Chewed on the fog’s edge
Yellowed and dirty tendrils seethe
Above the sun’s defeated wedge

The lights wink on like stars but dim
One for one they blink and wink
Musical lights but just a whim
Whimsical eyes peer through the stink

Exhaust exhausted
Encrusted in grime
Another sunset display...

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Little pebbles of broken glass, litter the streets, but the children run barefoot anyway.
Stubbing toes, contracting disease, playing with cigarette butts and discarded syringes.
The teens hide by the dumpsters, and quickly pump a vein.
A homeless man, jealous of the teen; instead, clenches his timeless drug...

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The Reunion

I’ve been invited to a classroom reunion,
I can see my old chums over there.
Geordie Cockle has got a green suit on,
While Denver Crisp, is sporting no hair.

These people don’t look as I remember,
Some are grey, some old and some fat.
Willy Heather is in parliament...

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Sitting there,
With that empty stare,
Staying still,
Going nowhere,
You have lost all hope,
The will to live,
The pain clenches your heart,
Sitting there,
In the dark,
You stare at her,

Your lost love,
Sitting in the armchair,
As cruel as life can be,
Why did god take you,
So violently from me,
I thought our love was...

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It feels like a baseball to the face
Or like alcohol on a bad scrape
Shocking and completely out of place
Making way for a hurried escape

Death does not whisper or whine with pain
It clings to the heart with sufferings
Like a mixture of pelting gray rain
Melting away all...

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