Best Sulks Poems

Within the frame a sepia scene
a dusty porch   a rickety chair   
the fabric of your dusky face creased
with ceaseless sunbaked woes
your old pair of getaway feet gives 
a different walk of life 
to an old pair of thrown-away shoes
two sizes too...

Continue reading...

She fell from the light, into a world shadowed in gray. 
                                 ...

Continue reading...

On the bed, my ginger cat settles
             onto a pile of clean laundry, dryer warm

Feline steady stare, resolute 
           a strategy of possession...

Continue reading...

FLYING

Before I ever thought of age
I dreamed of running through the woods
And lifting my feet from the ground and flying.
Only a few inches up, not over trees.
But yard after yard, gliding into Spring
And never falling.

College came, soon in the Fall.
It was the time. I was...

Continue reading...

A passenger opposite me
In the bus looked at me
His bare face, a rough feeling worn 
How may change, with that my own

Looking at him and a small smile by my cheeks
Stagnant image sulks and my smile embarrasses 
His face and mind not having deflected 
Tells...

Continue reading...

Not only the one who sulks does barely nothing, 
he also bums out the rest of his acquaintances, 
diminishing their cheerfulness and good will, 
strewing this distressing mentality among other folks, 
getting their minds infected with his contagious stress

It's all but inherent in humans to...

Continue reading...

I try to ignore the squirming Hyde within 
And, with effort still,
I raise myself for the last traces 
of sunshine and fun.
What was left of the day, I savor for me. 
As the withering leaves of silence
have perfected the petals of stillness,
A quietude.
Such absence of sound
Never a serenity...

Continue reading...

The Shoshone bargain their horses like apathetic bankers,
what we all have in common is constant starvation
and near death stumbles, several times this month our pack animals
have slipped and fallen on this treacherous route,
in the Bitterroot Passes there is virtually no game for food
and everyone is...

Continue reading...

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

Freezing temps take the fun out of play;
when blustery winds won't blow away.
And depression sullies days of snow;
fearing Winter will...

Continue reading...

Refrain:

Beware ye netizens
of the internet troll
dare not feed it.
just sigh and past it scroll

I
There dwell within the internet
A vile creature with a rash wreath
Who spews their venom
From between their buck teeth

II

"Just ignore it!"
Can we get a moderator before we're overran?
Drive out this message board demon
We'll...

Continue reading...

He sits and waits and sulks
as the clock strikes
and on they strike
and on he called to do no wrong 'in judgement,
in meteyard, in weight or in measure,'

And Oh! the boy thinks he see's this,
but his judgement clouded by soot black eyes.
And so he only sees...

Continue reading...

Confessions Of A Poet



As the dark hour slays the great setting Sun
earthly fires in the nether regions flame
The poet's heart must see both to have fun
words spit forth earnestly but not a game
Slashing  one's own soul to get the job done

In the midst of...

Continue reading...

In the path of sundust
multicolored dancing particles
he sits, sulks, mutters,
dust gathers on his wheels

The daylight taunts him
beyond the glass defense
pulling on his emotions
as the heat sneers sarcastically

One finger is reaching
rubs the bright colors of
his motionless wheels in
projected frustration

When a gray cloud wanders by,
a momentary distraction
His...

Continue reading...

(literary nonsense)
the winter was so long ago, burying the world in snow
rabbits hop where rabbits go, here i sit to-night
and the day i hath long dreaded which hath left me much beheaded
worn my sanity unthreaded as i sought the sun's warm light
said the rabbit, hopping...

Continue reading...

You bought the ticket, so let's take a ride
I promise not to leave you unsatisfied
You may want a life vest and/or bear spray
And abandon all hope as you enter the doorway...

There's the part of me that runs amok while I sleep
The eccentric puppeteer with a...

Continue reading...