Long Dinged Poems

Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost...

~ May fourth, 2005
wedded bliss nearly fifty years
half a century almost
me not most favorite grown offspring,
she (when alive) did boast,
about youngest sister and her family,
unlike me – severely...

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Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost ~ May 4th, 2004

Often these days
(closing in on the eighth
anniversary of eighth orbit
around mister sun),
the following genuine sentiment
Matthew Scott Harris
doth wish to share 
how one and only...

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You are charged with a misdemeanor,
based on witnesses
who thought they head you saying you were leaving
even though you knew
you dinged this red truck's door.

I know they saw me like that
but that's because they could not...

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Seven was my number,
When you first gave me that gift,
The tunnel you forever fixed in my heart,
I can make you remember,
 
At home from Jean’s where I’d gone to mother play,
You thoroughly dribbled a hot...

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The spiral staircase made her high heels sing, the metal tips on her heels dinged on the metal steps. 
The sound reminded John of bullets ricocheting on a tin roof he had heard two weeks...

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By day six I was antsy
Stayed in my room all morning

I knew this would happen

While the glass-shatter of the ocean waves
And yelps of surprise from scores of little kids
Drifted in
Through my opened balcony doors
From the...

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My Chocolate Knight on a black stallion…
Riding into my desolate
Darken heart 
Decay

Galloping toward my disillusions, heartaches…
Radiating a hope of
Brighter
Days

~~

I wait 
Breathlessly
Hearing the pounding of his presence...

Desiring
The reality of his nearness
Sensing the soothing comfort of his...

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I can still smell Mom's homemade soup on the stove,
she always had a pot simmering for us kids to welcome us home;
it was made in this huge soup pot which I inherited,
old, and dinged...

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There I was, a lonely soul, lollin' on a Bermuda beach soakin' up the sun,
Where the sand is pink and the rum swizzles will never be outdone!
Where college goils from New Joisey and New Yawk...

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OMG
By R Henderson

Painful sweaty clumps of air converged.
From Uranus it demanded to be purged.
Your body full over engorged.
But the contract of passage had been forged.

The close escape, the quest for relief,
Was obtained but ever so...

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The planes came in; the towers came down.
Smoke and dust billowed all around'
When the rescuers finally searched that hollowed ground,
A helmet and a Badge were found.

These items have quite a story to tell;
Of brave servants...

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She carries home onions in a string bag.
She walks in time-dinged tweed and wilted woolens
She is of age and does not count her days.
She knuckles cords of twisted tendons.
She treads low-heeled in frayed suede booties.
She...

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Disembarkment hearkened a largely unknown universe 
Melbourne's sky lifting grid hidden partially
Behind rows of giraffe laughing palm trees

He dinged his car in the line to leave the car park
Home now to brazen 20 year olds,...

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Seventy years ago I became involved in a game.
A game, which allotted me no times out,
Nor was I given the ability to punt.
I have played this game not always full out,
But have never ceased to...

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Spinning leaves you disoriented.
Stumbling along with a smile.
You can leave this world.
Your visions blurred.
And, it feels uplifting.
The intoxication keeps you spinning.

You're hoping that it doesn't stop.
But, when the daze subsides
things come back into focus
like those...

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Why yes, I dated Taylor Swift
And no, she didn't write a song on it
I'm not quite sure what that means 
Unless it is she still likes me

That might be the explanation why
I catch her out...

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Can you hear the whisper
This 'psst' of love emitting from my heart
Listen very intimately for faint is the pulsation
Afraid of reopening the wound so skillfully concealed

Can you hear the whisper
Of my soul resounding from your...

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My frightful steel helmet is so battered, dinged and frayed
It was issued by the Air Force - not a haberdashery store
I don't suppose it would look very proper in an Easter Parade
But it sure did...

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Damn kangaroo stole my hat 
As I was beating him, with a baseball bat, 
Will it ever end? The thief never stops 
He got up and kicked me in the chops. 

I pulled on his...

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A brand new doll, with braids and freckled face,
was tossed aside, left caged, with plastic bars.
She eyed the blue-eyed spat with no embrace.
Though box was dinged, she’d not receive sad scars.

Ann’s clean though tossed in...

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Broken wing, cracked heel, dinged fender
There's always something busted to fluster intention
An excuse pulled from quiver, 
To send arrow in reverse.
To pull away, questioning, 
Doubt defeating resolve,
Willpower bent to neigh and sway.

The good ship "Self"...

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Day by day, passing that sign
piqued my interest. Curiosity 
grew stronger . . . had to check it out.

I drove down Green House Road.
The gravel spread on asphalt dinged
a symphony underneath.

I drove slowly, looking ....

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I treat you with the utmost care.
I wear these white gloves to handle you.

As you were fragile,
easily dinged,
and breakable.

I didn't do it because 
I was frightened,
I did it for you.

But now I see
the hairline cracks,...

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Sent down to the lagoon drinking fountain
laid to rest at the echo pass over
brilliant amounts of energy wasted
picking out a costume instead of using someone else's skin

A million days they've tasted
blood
in their mouths
on their cheeks

An...

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