Long Clean shaven Poems

Sponsor: Carol Eastman

Long before Christmas had become a jolly folklore,
I met a grandfatherly man...
He was clean shaven, tiny and crabby,
And always wore a floppy black suit, his name was Mr. Atnas.

See, I was at such...

Read More

We often hear of hardship with single motherhood,
how tough it is to raise a family on her own.
How a drunkard and a basher never makes life good.
Winning the gambling debts; losing the family home.

But there's...

Read More

Splash Bang Reflection


W ~ hen it has hit home with a big splash bang or silent reflection that time

E ~ lapses and fireworks are for the moment and not forever young displays


W ~ here here...

Read More

Black and White Yoyage

Ying and Yang come to mind that wakes up in the morning
                   Harmony the...

Read More

None of these labels, titles or earthly things are a requirement to get into Heaven, Not None, so stop stressing over it. Nacho credit score, nacho degrees, nacho cars, nacho house, nacho race, nacho money,...

Read More

There’s a place, a space 
Parallel to ours 
I wear the same face 
Have the same shoe size 
But I wear fancier duds 
It's a suit and tie 
My hair is short, not long 
I’m...

Read More

Online:Profile

(LIE):  "Hi! I am a single man, Bachelor clean shaven not even a mustache"
Truth:  I'm a cheat, dirty soiled minimal waged job go-tee liken a cat or muskrat
(LIE):  Born in Saint Louis...

Read More

Perhaps I’m facing pogonophobes? 
Apparently wore the wrong face.
Age-hardened wiry wisps forge 
post-pubescent platemail -
protect strangers
from my truest fleshy pores, protect me 
from the xenophobes of the Winter Conference. 

It’s all pitching and coffee breaks...

Read More

One of the first things I did after my company went out of business was to grow a full beard. Over a 25 year period, I worked in both the office and on the road...

Read More

im not mental
just a little confused
before you start the bullying
THINK.i might of been abused
you dont know my background
your life as been smooth
before you start the pity
im just as good as you

im not being moody
im certainly...

Read More

Sitting with her now
       Watching 
How did she get so old?
       How did I get so old?
So many pills
    ...

Read More

14 degrees below zero in our backyard
The black midnight air is paralyzed like glass
Laid flat on a metal slab
Still for its hammer autopsy.

My son and I stand side by side
Shivering from the cold blows
Amidst the...

Read More

It is the evening I have waited for, 
stiletto heels three inches high adorned my feet,
real nylons hung from garters beneath a
skin tight, leather skirt of maraschino cherry-red.
A blouse of white silk, with a cascade...

Read More

Alright no one here leaves
Until I get back my monkey
He was right here beside me
When we sat down at the bar

He got up to use the restroom 
Cause my monkey is not uncouth
I KNOW he...

Read More

Punk !

Back then we knew what it was
T.V. screens were not our choice
But we sold ourselves
To a fashion
Said it was
Individualism
Just more colourful than the last one

First came the music
And then the love
But Punks were all...

Read More

Something comes to mind;
It is no evil thing.
Objectified it stands,
Sings loudly with open mouth,
Nearly speechless.
So is the volume turned up,
Turned on
When frogs croak
In muddy ponds
And tadpoles wink the day.

The field is all clover--
Pure;
It feeds the...

Read More

I grew a beard
while waiting for you
it looks more and more
like I'll never get through

My left ear was aching
I switched to my right
This perpetual holding
has no end in sight

I wish I'd have noticed
before such great...

Read More

Here he comes, our brass button shining hero 
Clean shaven, well suited, the tunic is well 
Fitted. We wanted one, long ere Ground Zero 
Brought us under the numb, horror and spell 
Somewhere in the...

Read More

Slinking away a gaze in silent distress,
by that guarding railings, a light it descends
her mind it flounders in self made heaven
swarms around that verity clean shaven.
 
Sultry dusk marks again an end,
of whimpering yearns in...

Read More

Keeps trying to pull herself together:
Objects scatters and tries to them gather;
Hard to swallow his withdrawal from her world.
Clean-shaven head she’d cajoled for being bald

She should never forget the month of May,
When God in her...

Read More

The Stone Story 
                         Authored by Chuck Keys

I was staring at...

Read More

She couldn't believe her luck with the knock at the door,
This day of all days, the one day she can will a way.
One can only trap with the appropriate bait laid;
She preened herself in the...

Read More

I feel Spring's touch irrevocably leaving
telltale fingerprints on dripping icicles.
Wafting sweet scents with every warm breeze,
Her breath fills my lungs with fresh air.

I feel Spring playfully, tauntingly, ever so softly,
blowing sensually upon my neck, toying...

Read More

another train passes
along the tracks of an addict
sweet liquid poppy 
never was a good parent
although one may be found
at your nearest stop and go
anything to escape
those white picket fences

many clean shaven men
have stepped from the...

Read More

A green uniform,
with a surname on left pocket,
US Army insignia on right
wearing black boots.
An older man who has a clean-shaven face
except for his glances  with his blue eyes,
flickering in the night.
I caress his jaw...

Read More