one kiss
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* This was the first poem I ever entered into a contest, and it won! (Thank you to poet/judge John Hamilton). It is about a very brief moment, and all that our minds can process in an instant, espe...
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Categories:
guttural, analogy, kiss,
Form: Free verse
Born to Rage
...I woke with blood in my mouth
and no memory
of the scab that sealed the rasure.
I’m cat-spitting
dog-growling
peregrine-divebombing
rooster-flogging
badger-flipping
hornet-stinging
wolveri...
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Categories:
guttural, anger, animal, childhood, grief,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
The Speaker
...The speaker spoke in a guttural cry
Screeching against the day
Dooming us all to lay down and die.
We all uttered a final sigh
Nothing for us left to say
The speaker spoke in a guttural cry.
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Categories:
guttural, political,
Form: Villanelle
The Lunacy of Language
...Ah, words, the lunacy of language
The cackling currency of the confused
Squandered in vain attempt at conversation
Words, the spit balls and snow balls of youth
Sharpened to become the epees of...
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Categories:
guttural, language, words,
Form: Free verse
Sizzle
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My hair ripping as her fingernails entwine
pulling my head back
She slaps me harder than she should
Her smile slightly offset
My cheek reddening from the welt of her hand
Shifting herself fo...
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Categories:
guttural, poems,
Form: Free verse
Con Man Gil B Shift
...The lights dim, and a single spotlight illuminates the dude speaker/He adjusts the microphone the voice, and when it comes, it is strong.) The Confidence Man)/
He's not a robber with a gun and mask...
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Categories:
guttural, spoken word,
Form: Spoken Word
Water sings a lilting lullaby
...Hear Ye!
the babbles of brook flowing on by.
the fizzy hiss of foam floating on tide.
the howls of a waterfall crying into sky.
the raging roar of waves crashing on beach.
the pitter-patter raps...
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Categories:
guttural, water,
Form: Free verse
Of Paper Moons, Foxes, and Blood Oranges
...I. Sighting
I saw you
through refracted light-
a prism of chance
splitting ordinary into spectrum.
Wind-tangled hair
terra cotta and rosemary beneath your nails
th...
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Categories:
guttural, dream, innocence, journey, loss,
Form: Elegiac Lyric
Cry Ugly
..."Cry Ugly"
My deepest private searing pain manifests as "Cry Ugly.”
Guttural moans race like a runaway train. The wail crescendos and peaks as a Banshee scream.
Tears race down my face… my n...
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Categories:
guttural, angst, dark, journey, psychological,
Form: Narrative
Fireworks and gunfire
...People say that you can’t tell the difference
of a scream of joy
from a scream of pain.
A scream of pain is a scream of anger
Guttural, loud, violent ,
Gunfire that is ricocheting
Through...
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Categories:
guttural, extended metaphor, firework, joy,
Form: Lyric
The number that died
...I used to slit my arms open like I was peeling fruit—careful, slow, watching the skin give way like wet paper. The box cutter blade was dull, sticky from God knows what—maybe dried glue, maybe someon...
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Categories:
guttural, anger, depression, emotions, for
Form: Free verse
Where it Began
...My grandmother knew
the exact moment I was born.
She was sitting in the passenger seat
of my grandfather’s navy blue Jeep Wrangler.
Speeding down the New Jersey turnpike,
the windows tremble...
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Categories:
guttural, anxiety, birth, childhood, depression,
Form: Free verse
Attack of the 70ft Super Ego
...INT. SCENE 1 – THE AWAKENING – DAY
FADE IN:
It was born in a test tube,
Twitching organic mass, form skewed.
They fed it chaos and it grew.
More tests ordered. More data due.
They poked it ...
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Categories:
guttural, birth, film, health, humor,
Form: Rhyme
Cat-whipped
...Cat-whipped
Apparently, our home’s, furry little empress,
knows well how to count: will not settle for
less, of her required treat-amount – 4 bits of Friskies,
her mandate, not mine,
before a...
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Categories:
guttural, cat, food, humorous, hyperbole,
Form: Free verse
Own Owl
...Guttural interval
Buzzing in falls
I don't buzz
I am in bus
What is that mom?
Who are you mom?
Nocturnal removal
Tweeting in walls
I don't reuse
I am in my dose
Where are you mom?
Which ...
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Categories:
guttural, anxiety, dark, fate,
Form: Free verse
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