Best Hooks Poems

It has been DECADES!

And yet, for some ridiculous reason, we 
still choose to TIE our shoes and
BUTTON our trousers, ZIP our
blouses.

How ridiculous.

When Man first invented...

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Ghosts of the Sun Dance

1. The Path

A quest dating back through our history
Surpassing the flesh, a spiritual path
Human endurance, road to mystery
Dark trail winding through...

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A clutter of wood and dust and cobwebby corners,
And dappled sun shining through dirty windows;
On his work table a drawing; a project in progress,
And tin...

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There's a path I always take
down to the river where the woods
are dressed down open
The light of the sky
doesn't shine in your eyes
but leads the...

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8. Transformation

Yielding to those who have mastered the art
Of grasping one's place in existence's grand scheme
Life’s constant challenges never depart
But humble diligence will grow the...

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This is my last confession; there will be no more.

I am impercipient and slow from last night's sleeping pill,
wincing away from the harshness of day.
Kitchen...

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The New "Robbin'" Hood

This guy I describe can have many names.
He’s greedy and mean and likes to play games.

I’ll just call him Robbin’ with double-b,
for...

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Take a look my Love
do you see how the diamonds of our dreams
are burning so brightly and violently
silhouetting the lips of our wishes against the...

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Welcome to the Bijou

Sometimes the creepiest places are old.
There’s a smell to them of stale nicotine
and rancid oil.

The denizens are often as ancient
as the peeling...

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Before I scarred the page
Raging what your letters cannot invent
Let me invite you to other books
I wrote before you owed me wage
For all maladjustment and...

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Manger Shadow

A shadow lurks behind the manger bed
 Swaddled by indifference,
  Creeping behind
 Lowing cows 
And 
Bleating sheep,
Power without power raising up a hoary...

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What did he mean
when he said
turn the other cheek?
Does it mean
violence isn't the answer
and peace is always the way?

Is it to deny the natural
carnal response?
To...

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 (ALLITERATION)
Cows milked: mitigated mooing in the meadows then
Weaving on the warp, some workaholic women

Harvest of hapless halibuts on hooks
Bookish book-worms buried in books

A palomino...

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IT’S ONE OF THOSE FABULOUS POEMS								 

It’s one of those poems
full of whimsical stuff
when you’ve read a few lines
you’ve had more than enough. 
it triggers...

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Because my brilliant hooks read indirect,
But bait directly one illiterate,
They likely slip stripped fish-net intellect,
Thus, now, I’ll lure completely different:
Just like the redwood trees that...

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Where the forest is still virgin and the lyrebirds often call,
the bronze-wing comes to drink, and the ferns are growing tall, 
there are deer prints...

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          Going fishing with a cane pole and
        ...

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Virginia's abound with hills that roll off her shoulders
Wet rocks glisten on the edge of the lazy water 
Translucent fish arching through the cold channels...

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As death creeps out of the darkness,
  A mother becomes the rope in a (Tug of war.)
A child reaches to help its’ mother in...

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I’m so nervous, it’s that time again
     Gotta get ready, go out there and shine, shine, shine!
And I don’t have much...

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            The Elected

Sharks leave the water to campaign on land
Drink Champagne at political parties
Draw...

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If I 
were 
a fish,
I'd tell
all my
friends,
that worms
come on
hooks
with sharp
pointy
ends.

...

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Her innocence was gone
Maturity was her mystique 
And she wore it like makeup as in clinique

She smiled and looked through deep eyes
Seeing through the disguise
She...

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I am the crocheting granny,
the one who carries ample hooks
within a floral bag and yarn-a-plenty,
making baby blankets from how-to books.

I am the crocheting granny,
who looks...

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A Mother’s Love tender, sweet
At least that’s what we’re told isn’t it?
To think the one to love us most is nowhere to be found
you scream,...

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