Long Grimacing Poems

Where art thou anonymous benefactor...to offer me succor?

Ah... methinks legal tender 
could be a boon to help me bolster 
mein kampf with necessary material equipage,
which prospect to acquire essential 
commodities sabotaged 
at the altar of...

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V. 1: I have been grimacing lately
I have been loving you extremely
I’m looking forward to going to Oregon
We welcome the sun, we welcome the sun

Pre-chorus: God, have mercy on my weary soul
Have mercy spiritually speaking
Passion...

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Consuming happiness to the point of no return, no return
I let the fires in my bosom burn on and on and on
Resuming on with my gladness, smiling — now, it’s your turn
To shine on like...

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I see a rose wilting by the darkness of an abusive husband/
And I feel guilty just standing by and not doing something/
I’m proving nothing with my inactivity and hollow words/
Truth is hard to swallow but...

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They say the one you think of last before sleep,
Is the one you care for the most— the one you wish to hold, admire, love…

The two of us…beings of bravery,
Had labored all the night, 
In...

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Please don’t pretend that I’m not around
I know you hear me, calling out to you 
You ignore me as if I was a muted sound 
I know you hear my echoes I do so true

Your...

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I. a dark awakening

Shuddering awake feeling the freezing cold fingers still around my throat, struggling to catch my breath struggling to focus.

Finding my air. Shaking myself awake, shaking fragments of dreams from my mind, imagery...

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I…breathe again…
Meditating on flowers of my pasture, plucked with my eyes,
Resting…open, like buds blooming, and resting…

“Take me…” he said weakly, so softly in my ear…

I greeted the demon with the warmth in my eyes, 
Upon...

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No one is willing to answer my phone calls unfortunately
Nobody cares to save me or love me deliberately
I’m sorry, this is how I tremendously feel
But, of course, obviously, it’s no big deal

Negativity wraps around my...

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Felt like hurting myself tonight
Fighting with me, myself and I with might
But, now I want to dance the night away
Now, I want to sing my heart away
But, it’s time to rest
It’s time to try my...

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It was springtime in my nursery, an industrious time of the year,
For spring is the time to be planting, so luxurious flora appears.

As the sole owner of a nursery, there was quite a bit to...

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Medusa had been a ravishingly beautiful maiden but her mirror was broken

Too many snakes in her head as she looked into the reflection of her prism

Condensed she gazed at the prison of shards cracks and...

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What lies behind that grimacing catty coy smile, it’s upside down
Thinking perplexes me mentally, topsy-turvy confusions beastly
Kitty, popping off riddles to confound all humanity’s realistic
Way of thinking!
 Swishing his feline tail with utter cat flatting...

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Lisa and I had been watching some boys strut about, as they played soccer, in their little shorts, in the freezing cold. It’s an old animal story.

The game ended, or it was intermission and about...

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after pros and cons discussed
     with six grade speech pathologist, she weighed
in favor, to launch stealth offensive
     spring time surprise raid,
which faux analogous military show of force,
...

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She kept laughing but more small and appropriate, and Jake just stood there, haunting at
the thought of speaking to her, grimacing at the idea of her realization that it wasn't
the scare that made him stutter,...

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Sinister voices heard...

and ethereal disembodied spirits seen
from the other side of the woods
said phantasmagorical sound and sight
particularly experienced every Halloween.

Though dog tired
ready for the nocturnal sandman,
but before succumbing to countless winks
namely, quintessentially, telepathically 
fictitious mythical...

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I see her again.
This time painted,
As a semi-trailer ad.
Paying the rent.
For us staying unknown.
My head was down,
Bobbing away from darkness.
Tho, still sensing her beauty.
Grimacing at its lightness.
Still remembering, the question.
To her, I first asked.
"Please, miss...

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From his home-made wooden rocker my dad beckoned with his hand, 
as his wasting frame would not allow the dying man to stand 
and he handed me two buttons, that were worn and on a...

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Elegant in burnt orange afterglow, 
sparkling starlight opens the show.
Neighbors and strangers appear all aroun’, 
porch lights and car lights enlighten the town.

They arrive afoot and atop handlebars.
Tots wave from strollers like famed movie stars.
Mothers...

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It’s boxing day (the Brit name for the day after Christmas) and Pamela, Lisa’s grandmother is visiting our little pandemic ark. Pamela’s a Cowboys fan so we’re watching them slaughter Washington - between commercials -...

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When I was a child,
summer at my Aunt Joanne’s
meant staying out as late as it took the sun to set!
And mostly with my cousin Chris,
I threw a baseball back and forth
with exhilaration each time I...

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forgot what I had set out to remember
when my deconstructed self
discovered there was no authentic anything
saw through it all every granule
how we became the unwitting tools
of smarter people who really weren't smart enough
concluding if this...

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I used to like barbells, enjoyed pumping iron,
   my Nautilus* gym was one happy environ.
Those posters of 6-packs and marbled biceps
   inspired me to start counting carbs, pounds, and reps.

My trainer...

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''The South Side of Chicago'' by David Hart

The South Side of Chicago
Whence those childhood years were spent
Skip-walking upon grimacing cracked sidewalks
Hastening through filth floored garbage canned
 flanked alleyways to--

The forlorn house--windows weeping chrystalline shards--
 cascading...

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