Best Hyphenate Poems

In the month of February 'twas fate
We chose our special wedding date
        A love, I cannot explain
        Couldn’t wait to take his name
So why do I still hyphenate?   ...

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...By now Carmena’s anger had built up,
and she glared searing flames at her ‘friend,’
said,”You shut you damn mouth and listen close,
everything you just said does offend.

“You think that my skin is what determines
the direction and care of my thoughts?
That certain opinions I cannot share?
Spoken like...

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She took my name today,
radiant, white-dressed, processing
in an old church of her choosing,
her sisters in ugly dresses,
roll their eyes when the priest says:
“Mr. and Mrs. Parker,”
They’re not cool with tradition,
think she should stay ‘Isaacson,’
for ‘the cause,’ or something like that,
but my wife does not give...

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(alternately titled: a pudendum posse petty filed trophy - 
by hy phen - made declarative).
 
Appearance of the New Courier
(with namesake "Georgia Ives")
flew into the courtroom
faster than Bold face WingDings.

After the judge opened
waxed sealed envelope stamped
with official legal imprimatur
sound of silence filled courtroom.

Once particulars perused...

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You look at me that way and I wonder, should I hyphenate ‘distaste’


3 May 2021
Contest: The Way You Look At Me
Sponsor: JCB Brul...

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i pray for simple life
i pray for the incision of my decision
i pray that wellness and betterment will prevail
for i am wholly unhealthy in a masquerade party thrown by myself
i invite all who i know to come, but nobody responds
as a result, i am left...

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the lunchbox moment.
I can feel the looks of disgust as I make my way to the table,
I sit down,
others stand up,
walk away.
kids grimace at the meal I’ve placed in front of myself,
“ew” and “what is that?” fly across the table into my ears.
I try to...

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When alabaster twilights 
rain upon celestial roses,
with tear-soaked trinkets 
of ancient aromas ~
I wear their amaranth scents 
upon acrylic wrists, 
and tie my terracotta threads
of twinkling trust
with those topaz ribbons 
of reminiscent tales, 
slowly floating 
in an opal olive fog ~
where a bouquet of bones...

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