Best Millimeter Poems

Motherland…

I am a desert, barren and hot.
Hoping for the rain, which I forgot.
Once, I was green, golden, and bright.
Nightingales singing night after night.
My fresh breeze at dawn was ever nice,
Showered me blossoms like paradise.
Year after year, I dressed up in green.
Green and reddish with white...

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Don’t ask, my friend,

How much of His breath our Lord 

Has breathed into each of us*

If a cubic millimeter it is

Or

A cubic decimeter,

For it doesn't matter at all

Since HE is infinite,

And the infinite divided by any number,
 
Infinite remains

Thus, Into you and me, His infinity...

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Miss Gunda moved into my house
      she will be living here for several years
      I do not know how long
      but she is warmly welcomed
     ...

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Here’s an interesting fact about the color of our skin:
the section that holds the color is unusually thin.

I imagine to our creator…it was a snap…a finger flick
making the section with our pigment only a millimeter thick.

I’m sure she had her reasons…perhaps it wasn’t even functional
Perhaps...

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The Deception of the American Public - A Satire

By Elton Camp

I’m so shocked I don’t know what to say
We are shorted out of an inch at Subway

About that delicious inch, I really care
Without it, I leave as hungry as a bear

At the place’s greed, I...

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I sabotaged my eight-millimeter childhood.
I never knew Sartre
But I contorted my latex face,
Burying my nothingness in family films.
My child was scripted to be ugly, skipped over
In comic relief.

Only recognizable as Menoetius, 
My only animation was insolence.
I believed nothing in myself,
I knew nothing.
 
I sought my...

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She headed up the stairs                    
as John closed the front door,
heading out for the evening run.
She finished threading the projector
      ...

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Pouring milk teeth onto a tea cup silence,

rasping over ceramic furroughs -

a harvest of unborn cries -

she shudders into the hollow of a throat 

she can’t escape.

She’s already shrouded, 

tapestries and bed-sheets and fences and 

liquid walls, all white.

Bridal white, white as snow, cold to...

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All About Cake-Alleya Joy Kolar March 2016

She looked at it like it was a masterpiece.
It looked as if someone had spent their lifetime on it.
A lifetime so dedicated to every absolute Crumb,
To every bite of which was about to be hers.

She looked through the window,...

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in a room laced with gloom 
his beats boom he dreams of wreckin' the mike
his momma's home she's alone 
a sad song she struggles she fights
his lil' sis' is quite a miss 
but them fives they do dis' they women so bad
but they alright except...

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As the weather chooses its flavour for the hour,
Stubble-ended wood shaves itself on the layers of unseen ground.
Synthetic puke seeps through pores seeking to devour
Every tiny, curled hair floating in the murk around and around.

Pool party skies reside a millimeter higher than the tallest fingertip:
Leftovers...

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My love is black widow spun
Got a red hourglass abdomen,
and a deadly sac of emotional poison

Don’t let my eight millimeter eyes
zoom it’s spider focus on you
Or my Daddy long-legged slender fingers
will digitally creep closer to your heart
to get a better predatory view

Every one of my...

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The Disastrous Traffic Stop

By Elton Camp

To pull over quickly Robert didn’t fail 
Just as soon as he saw a cop on his tail
“Sir, you exceeded the speed limit, I fear.
That is the reason I pulled you over here.”

Robert gave the office a sheepish grin
“My radar...

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This is fabricated evidence of love
Forged reports of a representative that cares

We are stripped of our skins
Chernobyl lingers in the backdrop
Stretches his mutated ligaments to reach us
Barely a millimeter apart

They're already larger than life and yet
they still walk on stilts
The men in black suits waving...

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Age old wisdom scarred not flamed. A dozen baked bees in an hour glass perturbed. And left undisturbed as a minotaur sunbathing on a single blade of grass on a sixty acre lawn. At dusk. At dawn. Week by week. But no lawnmowers. And it...

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