Best Pinched Poems

I pinched my coworker on St. Patrick's day for not wearing green.
I thought it was funny but she thought it was obscene.
She charged me with...

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He just appeared to me, like wispily curling 
Chimney smoke, 
One grim and early morning in the very midst of 
Decembers briefest days, on the...

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Barren fields of November
Corn stalks ragged
        broken soldiers
        bleak beauty
 ...

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~My Heart~

•      One last night before the grave
•	Thousands of thoughts of you I save
•	-Every night, I experience the same dream
•	That...

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The new sheriff of Poetry Soup
 Rode into town on a horse named Snoop
 Jan was on his wanted list
 And the gang she did...

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Lonely 
                       ...

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Rose you were such a wise lady and a wonderful friend
I continued to visit you almost to the bitter end

Other friends abandoned you because you...

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Part 1: FORE SIBERIAN FATE

silk wings wet -
angel on the lake.
starlight glitter
separates from

the golden wheat.
her docile hair,
prophecy of ice.

winter pink,
pinched cheeks.
ice skate scrapes -
flecks of...

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snapdragons smile
lips curl, mouths open when pinched
silent giggles


Entry for Charles Henderson's haiku/senryu contest...

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There was no closure of a proper goodbye. 
 I tried, but... 
 no reply. 

 Your body became limp and cold as 
 a...

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She looks into the mirror, and sees what she is.
A beautiful, bubbly little girl.
Heart opened to the world, trusting everyone who inhabits it.
The corners of...

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the eagle watches me 
from high above 
it has finally come to this 
I stand on this ragged lookout 
this jagged rock 
alone 

my friends...

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Here Comes Spring


They sit, waiting, fluffed birds on cold perch,
eyes pinched against winter’s harsh white
in defiance of the season’s bitter curse
holding still night’s frail and...

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I wish I could forget the night of my disgrace,
when on stage I wore shoes fashioned of red lace.
I took the role of seductress and...

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There once was lad named Sean,
Who thought he was a leprechaun.
He dressed all in green,
And pinched the colleens,
Then danced a jig until dawn.

9/18/18
(Colleen - an...

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