Best Slicked Poems

Their human ma and pa were spark out in reclining chairs
But Rum and Raisin watched the TV with enraptured stares
The western had just ended with the credits rolling past
And Raisin said, “That gunslinger was super duper fast.

“I really liked the way he walked with that...

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Go Go Boy 
He’s got the moves 
Smooth like vinyl
Without the grooves
Zip zip zap zap
Making those toes tap
The mood’s psychedelic 
as the girls scream and clap

Go Go Boy’s so smooth 
 They’ve gotta groove
Those kinda vibrations 
makes Their bodies move
Scrumptious delicious 
with free flowing flair
totally...

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Alone,
slicked with sweat,
and hearing the locusts’ cries 
deep in my neck,
I stood over the remains 
of Sal Paradise.
 
The spotty grass 
around the tombstone
was browned and littered
with trodden Camel filters
and corroded bottle caps.
 
I reached into 
my inspired rucksack
and discovered a Deutchmark,
forgotten like a sleepy...

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And so they sat, this learned three
in full pursuit of liberty,
the turkey, eagle and the dove
looked down upon them from above.

The declaration almost writ
they rubbed their chins a little bit;
looked heavenward, and there espied 
their feathered friends, as one they cried: 

The perfect symbol he...

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Clad in doldrum
with yarns of fuchsia

hemmed here & there
twisted amidst the layers

& simulacrum

esoteric verse
slicked in ethereal

& outvying
of vehemences, I goad

to scatter zeal
into the waves 

grand & unbiased

while perching with 
a quintessence unclasps

to the orbs thence
& the musings of yours
undying zest 

for morrowing unfolding

in yearnings
& beyond.

1St...

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Barefoot on the paving slab chill, concrete
feet feel frostbite emanations in their callused souls;
rooftop mystique clamours silent slate triangles,
perched the stray cat observers, red-eyes smoking coals.
Down to the river's edge where swaying reeds
feed mongrel contemplations with moist whispered words;
rusty oil-slicked surfaces lick the muddy banks,
karma...

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Tracing Outlines on my cup of tea
I stare at him out of the corner of my cavernous coffee eyes
Sitting there reading Che, Zapata, Chavez, Castro 
Blinking, breathing, seething
                 ...

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Let us be true to one another
I want it to be as if I was myself and you were my mirror
Reflect, emotions, if only I knew
Walk through dimensions clear as diamond
Cut studded rings with flowery
Things
        S l i...

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The Restaurant Menu has a picture.
Three golden brown Pancakes 
A large corn colored slice of butter
Melting on top running over the sides.
Griddle Cakes doing a Nathalie Wood impersonation
Drowning in a sea of thick maple syrup
Cartoon like ribbons of aroma rising upward.
The old man made them...

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In the crevices of a tired town,
roaches scuttle under moonlit sighs,
their dinky bodies torn by shadows 
that shroud the crumbling edges of life.

A cat lounges, indifferent,
its gaze halfway between hunger and apathy,
as food spills—moldy bread,
booze-slicked whispers lingering as lost dreams. 
Vomit pools near the park...

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With its bite or baud or bit
It takes thick my stomach strict
When the mouse is there clicked
Then my brain is hard constrict
And my thoughts are in conflict
With my hair rough or slicked
I feel as a lousy kicked
By a mangy cat then licked
And my will completely...

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It's the year two thousand and sixteen
Many years since I was a rambunctious teen
With slicked down hair
It was devil may care
Surrounded by young fillies so peachy keen...

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Way back in the nineteen fifties
When Charlie grew out of his toys,
He fancied having an active life
So he joined the Teddy Boys.

He wore drainpipe jeans, a black drape coat
And a shirt with a boot lace tie.
With his crepe-soled shoes and slicked back hair
He definitely caught...

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Husha husha we all fall down
Gonna take you back a few years
Everything was exciting and new
Memories we all hold so dear

First time riding a two wheel bike 
Mom thought we'd break a leg
Climbing aboard some floating ice
Painting some Easter eggs

Our first encounter with puppy love
That...

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'twas a dark and rainy night as she hurried home after missing the last tram.
She never gave a thought for the mysterious man in the shadows as she passed by.
In a heavy raincoat, his hat pulled down, masking his eyes, he began to follow.
All she...

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