Best Dirtied Poems

On the edge of metropolitan midnight
he lays in a breathless silence
rasping the evanescing yesterdays to his windows
both open and locked,
while the unknowing below in stale...

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Now yellowed with age
a lonely music book,
hidden in every page
old musician dreams

of endless nights passed
struggling with melodies,
lovely trills and arpeggios,
etudes and symphonies;

a sentry keeping watch
over...

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Finished off the casseroles
a while ago;
actually gave them to
someone with an appetite.
The neighbors have taken
your parking space.
The hallway’s unlit now,
but I still see the unhappiness...

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O the sunset...the sunset...the carnelian sunsets
how I long to hold them in my hand...so when you are blue...so blue
so deep dark blue...you can come to...

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I roasted stuffed turkey, made candied yams,
Made holiday jello, baked pies, dirtied pans.

Made mashed potatoes to cover with gravy,
Glazed carrots and biscuits, I'm cooking like...

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Cicada shells that sticky hands attach

to dirtied shirts

 

Humid evenings echo with jovial screams

and patient parents calling curfew

 

Morning dew and the crinkling of autumn

leaves...

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I remember my cherished Wolf Cub pack, 
How I loved those Wednesday evenings, 
The games, the pomp and seriousness of the camps, 
The different coloured...

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The rain didn't fall 
last night so much
as it was thrown.

The wind didn't blow
last night so much
as it was whipped.

And a whip is
a thing which
lacerates,...

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Another day and the dishes have piled up yet again
So back I end up in front of the window 
I do not glance up, but...

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The wilderness has been improved of late,
Or so they say.
The maple trees where sticky syrup oozed
Between the cracks of scarred and broken bark,
The wild apple...

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Have you ever seen someone walk into a pole
Happened to me once while out for a stroll
Had a poem in mind
To all else I was...

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I love you

too much for myself.

It’s cracking my lips

and spilling over the rims of my eyes –

and yet I feel 

all those crimson stains in...

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I know what you know,
What he knows,
Whom he who killed,
But kept silent and blind,
I know what you know,
Who he muddled, 
Who he murdered, 
And dirtied...

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synthetic heaven taking hold
      changing all that's lucid, cold
         down the gut...

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There once was a dog by name of Tiger
She belonged to Kendricks who acquired her
Doris brushed her teeth each week
With Jr.'s  tooth brush so...

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