Best Hunkers Poems

kaisers, kings, emperors fight for territory
  dispensable bodies left in the ground on foreign soil, unreturned
  militarisation of memory and folly
  an...

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At the glassy gate, I wait for you
adding cherry between breaths
adding robes to your soft name
ushering the syllables through my warm mouth
echoing like the sight...

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Bug Destiny

Round tiny bug moves slow along the garden path
Avoiding traffic as it trudges along
Carries the hardened armor of its ancestry
Down there too, through the...

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String Haiku       Charles Henderson contest
Theme – sea haiku


bare feet sift soft sand 
waves whisper foamy secrets
of bright days to...

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As the Sun sulks in a somber place,
shades of alabaster mask His face.
And like banshees crying out all alone,
howling winds bring a chill to the...

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Flim-Flam dances to the beat of a drugged out drummer
Her moves are suggestive and sometimes vulgar
Her hands are soiled and damp holding onto the grimy...

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Old mean widow lady of ninety-two

lives by herself with nothing else to do

Hunkers in her chair next to the window

stares out for hours with dreams...

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Dancing in mid-day sun, in Kansas heat,
was a land of grain tender and sweet.
Over to the east sparkling in the sun,
was piles of corn, picked...

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There stands the painter upon his hill
His wife is gone but not his skill

On each and every rainy day
He hunkers down for an outdoor stay

A...

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Wild kitten hides in the long grass.

Wild kitten hunkers for a kill.

Wild kitten plays with his tale.

Wild kitten trembles in the wind.

Wild kitten crawls along...

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A ll a fluster the pages flew from 
U nder my arm as I bumped into you.
T ime was of the essence, the meeting due....

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Old Tom


I've fed Old Tom 
for many years 
with never any thanks,
not one meow.

He comes at night 
with eyes ablaze.
I crack the door
and slide a...

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I cannot be near you.
You look the same.
You behave the same.
But my spirit remembers.
It hunkers down.
It protects itself.
Arms bent above it's head.
It remembers the feeling
of...

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Hiker Dude

Commander of the view of the curving earth
the Piñon stands a-grip a forest of boulders,
jagged giants, held in place by her, a part of...

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An unexpected burst of energy
helped fashion a second poem he
ving up from deep within the key
per of Matthew Scott's ideas - nee
i.e. unexpectedly manifesting que
cull...

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