Cloddish Poems - Poems about Cloddish

...Old Spice’ and wet grass carry years of understanding between us. If I break wind, you run to me, body rapt and heeding, every hair translating a smudged paragraph into volumes of memory. ......

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...‘Old Spice’ and wet grass carry years of understanding between us. What I wear and you gather into you, become a language neither of us know, but comprehend in mouse-tracks of deduction. You......

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...Exchanging cloddish giggles Gawky, flailing limbs Quota, reaching, nibbles Cloth to dot our chins Predictable mindless chatter We must appear intrigued An opening to flatter Allows a moment ......

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...AMERICA AND MY CHILDREN ARE DISPLACING ME--- must I die said the elderly man must I cry says the elder woman what wrongs have I done to be treated as such America treats me like an unwanted ......

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...Into the indigo sky the planes climb at regular intervals, like clean, slow-motion signal flares fired by a punctilious soldier fighting a decorous war. From this distance, the planes’......

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...On my usual perch at my computer I sit alone today gazing out the window on a winter world of numbing brown and gray. Touches of green provide slim respite from the cloddish chill of day. ......

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