Best Unscrewed Poems

Song of a Warrior’s Bride

He counts on me for beauty:
His eyes blurred by bloody spurts of war,
Scarred by deadly blasts of bone
And tissue, his vision...

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My verse has been chosen as Poem of the Month at Sherborne Abbey!

The curious offerings of sacristans
Are given in obscure humility
The symbol of the cupping...

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When I was just a wee young thing 
I was taught life's lesson well    
Ere instead of childhood revelry 
mine would be...

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I sat on the toy store shelf, feeling all bottled-up and unwanted.
The kids prefer to play with video games, these days,
rather than being outdoors with...

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Never have I ever
Told my mother-in-law she's fat
Okay, I probably have
I lied, so I'm sorry about that

I've never locked the refrigerator
When she comes to spend...

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X Continues Marking Many Spots
                    ...

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My mother was spring cleaning 
So I needed a reason to escape 
I have got a devilish mind 
and my cunning plan is taking shape.
The...

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My city has been abandoned
by royalty for vultures to defecate and Hyenas to spit on.
The large hole left is a huge hindrance to every emotional...

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Covered with sand and barnacles too
A plastic bottle turning blue
found a treasure in my hand
I cleaned layers of sand
Inside a note hid
unscrewed the lid
out it...

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Notta easy grasper – days back I cross ole Jasper
neath the olden ground’s crooket pine tree
and, oh, bless be, things he tole there to me!

He...

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That's right little ole lady it's here
once again, your birthday is back so
 let your aches settle in. What to get you?,
something old or new?,...

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Who are you?
 You who are:

    Half Baked
 Half Crocked
         and
 Half Cracked

 ...

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Fireflies
 

Last night my son and I went out under the stars
And in our arms we carried mason jars
With holes cut in the top of...

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rural sewage, twister tunnel runs
like water damaged dust and rat
feces soaking the lawn down to 
a dog in the ground a town over
rusted tin and...

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"Mary Jane here is learning to read", replied Miss Ava sheepishly with a slight shade of pink in her cheeks; subtle, but it told all...

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