Best Compensation Poems

Each day Annie Lesley opened a can
Her eighty-six-year-old hands trembling
As she sat with her cat and ate pet food
What is wrong with this elder’s rendering?

Pride...

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The quilt upon my bed was stitched
By someone I don’t know.
My blue ceramic fish was formed,
Most likely, by a pro.

Some watercolors on my wall
Were painted...

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The job search continues, though unemployment has run out
For me, accepting a government handout set a precedent
If only the largest corporations are to qualify for...

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Angels come in a variety of sizes,
often unexpected, full of surprises.
Times when we’re in direst need,
without fanfare or showy parade,
they’ll comfort us with timely aid,
being...

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the wealth of norman England is poised to grow
  towns enlarge, markets exchange, a fresh fertilising sprinkled culture
  kingdoms extend with numbers reducing
...

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Look at the 1st quarter moon of the 7th
Day of the 7th month in the naked sky.
There! The two stars Vega and Altair
Blinded by love...

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Native American people had  a set rule of living
The men hunted and protected
The women, cook, child mind and made clothing
To maintain both was an...

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I'm as free as the wind as I sway in the saddle!
I love life!  There's no clutter, nothing to addle!
I give my faithful horse...

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We cannot mimic the cry of a loon. Nor capture the light of the moon.
We'll never reach a distant star. Both too high and much...

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This is the story of my life,
So filled with joys and strife;
This is the story of my days--
Through countless doorways!

This is the story of my...

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The Illuminati are a con,
It is how they have won,
From the formation of the nation that they sit upon 

While we are stuck taking our...

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When life is coming at me full throttle
Sometimes I think I should bury my problems in the bottle
Empty the vodka out and then Cry in...

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Trying to pass an elephant
Through a needle is crazy and irrational
That's a narrow path to nonsense
Trying to fake it or to faint
That you score when...

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The biggest funeral I've ever attended...


Thelma was a waitress at the diner on the corner of 4th and Oak, across from Ron’s DX, in Abilene.
They...

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Within the woods, stood a wall of stone
molded by hands from a distant time.
Though roughly hewn, it had endured.

What narratives could it tell of its...

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