I wrote this one after watching the miniseries “The Pacific.”
THE BURBS AREN’T SCARY AT ALL
Scarier the skeletons sitting in the suburbs
or the ones being dug out of graves…
the ones in the foxhole,
that you must brave.
It’s all a graveyard,
a horror movie…it’s war.
The setup couldn’t be more frightening.
The enemy was glad to prepare it for you.
Ghosts are all about…hungry,
to tell you what it’s all about. You close your eyes,
wipe away the grime.
The skin-crawling maggots are brought to life,
all the livelong day. The scent of fetid perfume,
no roses to deceive the nose - the stench.
Descending to the bottom of the abyss -
the devil gives you a kiss on the lips.
The burbs aren’t scary at all. The bony mass stares.
Pretty pumpkins, smashed, everywhere.
Categories:
burbs, war,
Form: Free verse
Here in suburbia - anywhere,
it's easy to be almost happy.
We have time and permission
to talk to neighbors, wave at strangers
as we stroll our leafy streets,
and
just over the county line,
Norman Rockwell is still painting
small town America
with its fields of dreams.
Nice here where folks are nice,
despite the occasional arrest
of a pastor or coach for pedophilia,
or the raids on that home
with its white picket fence,
the one neatly disguised;
that now and again
crack-house.
Peaceful here,
and
often over there
a serial killer sharpens his knives
but quietly,
so as not to disturb the early to bed,
half-dead.
Categories:
burbs, poetry,
Form: Free verse
A paltry morning, bare of leaf,
grey as a goose.
Hours puddle
between the shallow bones
of a decaying season.
Just enough gas to get me there
The nozzle gulps
as if it were drinking
not pumping.
I ponder on the fact
that all gas stations in Ohio
are built inside a wind-tunnel.
The boxed donuts
are an impulsive afterthought.
I scold myself…
am I that that grey
that I must eat grey food?
Nevertheless, I take it home
as if it were newly dead,
and not manufactured, molded
from goo and dust.
On the way, I pass the newly dead,
two white headstones
in the grave yards of the darkening.
Obesity and corvid
are killing off weak.
Perhaps I will dunk the donuts
in deep black coffee,
pump a few bites into me
and not gulp,
but I know that as usual
I will gulp.
Categories:
burbs, poetry,
Form: Free verse
A BEAUTY BORN OF THE ‘BURBS
I showed her the steamier and seedy side
A place where the desperate have tried, cried and died
Young Ms. Suburbs took to it’s derelict charm
As we’d stroll downtown with arms tangled in arm
She had never been confronted by the pitiful and the poor before
They never showed up at her mahogany and gold leafed front door
The beggars on Broadway fascinated her
As beauty in the ‘burbs had created her
I led her to a land of underground sorrow
Where beleaguered moles belittle tomorrow
I showed her both the glory and the fear
In a land difficult for a body to bear
The shoddy sidewalks spit out steam
As the lost ones don’t even dare to dream
Their nights are as dark as their prospects seem
While manic depressives scurry and scream
I showed her the lives which led to death deep underground
The place where subways vomit out the unfortunate found
She was profoundly effected as we strolled down concrete curbs
And it was evident my tour was a life altering alliance for Little Miss Burbs
© 2011.….Phreepoetry ~free cee!~
Categories:
burbs, angst, urban, beauty, beauty,
Form: Italian Sonnet
A BEAUTY BORN OF THE ‘BURBS
I showed her the steamier and seedy side
A place where the desperate have tried, cried and died
Young Ms. Suburbs took to it’s derelict charm
As we’d stroll downtown with arms tangled in arm
She had never been confronted by the pitiful and the poor before
They never showed up at her mahogany and gold leafed front door
The beggars on Broadway fascinated her
As beauty in the ‘burbs had created her
I led her to a land of underground sorrow
Where beleaguered moles belittle tomorrow
I showed her both the glory and the fear
In a land difficult for a body to bear
The shoddy sidewalks spit out steam
As the lost ones don’t even dare to dream
Their nights are as dark as their prospects seem
While manic depressives scurry and scream
I showed her the lives which led to death deep underground
The place where subways vomit out the unfortunate found
She was profoundly effected as we strolled down concrete curbs
And it was evident my tour was life altering for a lady born of the burbs
© 2011.….Phreepoetry
Categories:
burbs, angst, beauty, beauty,
Form: Quatrain
A BEAUTY BORN OF THE ‘BURBS
I showed her the steamier and seedy side
A place where the desperate have tried, cried and died
Young Ms. Suburbs took to it’s derelict charm
As we’d stroll downtown with arms tangled in arm
She had never been confronted by the pitiful and the poor before
They never showed up at her mahogany and gold leafed front door
The beggars on Broadway fascinated her
As beauty in the ‘burbs had created her
I led her to a land of underground sorrow
Where beleaguered moles belittle tomorrow
I showed her both the glory and the fear
In a land difficult for a body to bear
The shoddy sidewalks spit out steam
As the lost ones don’t even dare to dream
Their nights are as dark as their prospects seem
While manic depressives scurry and scream
I showed her the lives which led to death deep underground
The place where subways vomit out the unfortunate found
She was profoundly effected as we strolled down concrete curbs
And it was evident my tour was a life altering alliance for Little Miss Burbs
© 2011.….Phreepoetry
Categories:
burbs, angst, beauty, beauty,
Form: Quintain (English)
A BEAUTY BORN OF THE ‘BURBS
I showed her the steamier and seedier side
A place where the desperate have tried, cried and died
Young Ms. Suburbs took to it’s derelict charm
As we’d stroll downtown with arms tangled in arm
She had never been confronted by the pitiful and the poor before
They never showed up at her mahogany and gold leafed front door
The beggars on Broadway fascinated her
As beauty in the ‘burbs had created her
I led her to a land of underground sorrow
Where beleaguered moles belittle tomorrow
I showed her both the glory and the fear
In a land difficult for a body to bear
The shoddy sidewalks spit out steam
with the lost ones don’t even dare to dream
Their nights are as dark as their prospects seem
While manic depressives scurry and scream
I showed her the lives which led to death deep underground
The place where subways vomit out the unfortunate found
She was profoundly effected as we strolled down concrete curbs
And it was evident my tour was a life altering alliance for Little Miss Burbs
© 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
Categories:
burbs, angstbeauty, beauty,
Form: Quintain (English)
A BEAUTY BORN OF THE ‘BURBS
I showed her the steamier and seedy side
A place where the desperate have tried, cried and died
Young Ms. Suburbs took to it’s derelict charm
As we’d stroll downtown with arms tangled in arm
She had never been confronted by the pitiful and the poor before
They never showed up at her mahogany and gold leafed front door
The beggars on Broadway fascinated her
As beauty in the ‘burbs had created her
I led her to a land of underground sorrow
Where beleaguered moles belittle tomorrow
I showed her both the glory and the fear
In a land difficult for a body to bear
The shoddy sidewalks spit out steam
As the lost ones don’t even dare to dream
Their nights are as dark as their prospects seem
While manic depressives scurry and scream
I showed her the lives which led to death deep underground
The place where subways vomit out the unfortunate found
She was profoundly effected as we strolled down concrete curbs
And it was evident my tour was a life altering alliance for Little Miss Burbs
© 2011.….Phreepoetry
Categories:
burbs, angstbeauty, beauty,
Form: Quatrain