Best Dinged Poems

The spiral staircase made her high heels sing, the metal tips on her heels dinged on the metal steps. 
The sound reminded John of bullets ricocheting on a tin roof he had heard two weeks before. 
She reached the stage and joined the other dancers...

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A brand new doll, with braids and freckled face,
was tossed aside, left caged, with plastic bars.
She eyed the blue-eyed spat with no embrace.
Though box was dinged, she’d not receive sad scars.

Ann’s clean though tossed in attic space; it’s dark.
It’s not how she’d imagined play; she’s...

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Day by day, passing that sign
piqued my interest. Curiosity 
grew stronger . . . had to check it out.

I drove down Green House Road.
The gravel spread on asphalt dinged
a symphony underneath.

I drove slowly, looking . . . 
searching for the green house.

I saw pines, cedars,...

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There was a weekend duffer named Rolf

   Who proclaimed he knew all about golf

      Ball dinged a guy's head

         Hapless guy saw red

       ...

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There was this Scots golfer Sir Percy Hoar

    Who dinged a poor bloke nigh hole number four

        This made the dude mighty sore

            And...

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There once was a weekend golfer named Rolf

   Who thought he knew everything about golf

      His wild ball dinged a guy's head

         His cuss words best be unsaid

  ...

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Why yes, I dated Taylor Swift
And no, she didn't write a song on it
I'm not quite sure what that means 
Unless it is she still likes me

That might be the explanation why
I catch her out of the corner of my eye
It makes perfect sense now...

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There I was, a lonely soul, lollin' on a Bermuda beach soakin' up the sun,
Where the sand is pink and the rum swizzles will never be outdone!
Where college goils from New Joisey and New Yawk flock to each Easter,
To frolic on the beaches, find romance...

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I can still smell Mom's homemade soup on the stove,
she always had a pot simmering for us kids to welcome us home;
it was made in this huge soup pot which I inherited,
old, and dinged but it is one of my favorite possessions.

She did not...

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My frightful steel helmet is so battered, dinged and frayed
It was issued by the Air Force - not a haberdashery store
I don't suppose it would look very proper in an Easter Parade
But it sure did come in handy-dandy when fightin' in the war
For such things...

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Seven was my number,
When you first gave me that gift,
The tunnel you forever fixed in my heart,
I can make you remember,
 
At home from Jean’s where I’d gone to mother play,
You thoroughly dribbled a hot stick on my entire,
A warning for me and my friends...

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Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost...

~ May fourth, 2005
wedded bliss nearly fifty years
half a century almost
me not most favorite grown offspring,
she (when alive) did boast,
about youngest sister and her family,
unlike me – severely socially withdrawn
a veritable wallflower
as a result, I suffered emotional contusions.

When...

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Winter
Old man winter back again
Dinged fenders, frozen pipes
Frozen toes, stolen breaths
Old man winter laughs again
Wet floors, mismatched gloves
Soaking boots, frozen doors
Old man winter strikes again...

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Damn kangaroo stole my hat 
As I was beating him, with a baseball bat, 
Will it ever end? The thief never stops 
He got up and kicked me in the chops. 

I pulled on his ears 
Brought him to tears, 
He kicked me in the...

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You are charged with a misdemeanor,
based on witnesses
who thought they head you saying you were leaving
even though you knew
you dinged this red truck's door.

I know they saw me like that
but that's because they could not hear
I was the driver ahead of them
holding out a $5...

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