Long Nicked Poems

Chief garbage taster as fifth grade Halloween gag
at Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School
interestingly enough landed me a grubhub grab bag.

I rooted thru poetry anthology of mine,
and came across an unpublished poem
by one obscure poet (me),...

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at Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School

As a Halloween costume, 
one year during early grade school, 
my father got the brilliant idea 
for his sole son to be dressed 
with one of a kind getup.

Missus Shaner...

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Approbation Deeded Gratuitously Just Because...

(this endeavor more self directed to progeny,
whose psyche wounded, strafed, and nicked.)

Incumbent upon me own
     purring impetus, a sincere
desire arose NOT to ask
    ...

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Dickens Christmas carol revisited by nicked saint

Frigidaire - from upper atmosphere 
hammering and whipsawing debris 
ferociously with an angry flare,
cuz mother nature - fed up to here
(re: envision me hands indicating 
over top of head)...

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Watching her board bathed in fog at the station
Spectacles slide down the bridge of his nose
Usually a blur, not in this situation
Smudges can’t hide every beauty she shows

Lugging a satchel in high heels and cotton
In...

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“And then I turned,
my mind truly burned
said,’What kind of a sick mother
would go coerce
a child of hers
to sleep with her own half-brother?!

“ ‘You are a fool,
and a mother cruel,
no matter what my father did!
To prostitute,
and...

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I just commented on a school friends Facebook post (she likes to wish the world happy birthday in one go, so I nabbed it and put it in my pocket for December), she messaged me...

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I know you don’t know Gikomba, Gikosh
It’s where we go to shop
For everything second hand and camera
Shirts, purses, suits, girlfriends, even senators
You must get there early when the sun is in the east
If you want...

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That be cold sun rose yonder, our heads be hot, I'd declare,
I'll get Whitey my critter, worked all night, best she nicker.
'Bout saddlin' her real tight, or I'll headlong out of sight,
I want movin' nice...

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Unquotable quotes (More Cricketing Jargon) – IV

A « wide » is a ball aimed by the bowler at some absent-  
   minded fielder.
The « silly-point » is the fielding position so close...

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Celebrity deaths can be bizarre 
someone so close yet so far 
the realisation hits you hard 
yet they have no clue who you are 

Meat Loaf sang to my youthful years 
Sarah Harding sang with...

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An Irish lad
Of seven or so
Bears witness to the hate in his fathers eyes
As the British with guns walked on by
Never knew a soldier who wanted to die
Especially one not seeking battle
Ahhh but if eyes...

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When I was at the Hilton 
And I didn’t feel strong 
You jumped a bandwagon
Yeah you were real wrong
And it’s taken many years to carry on
So I’m gonna tell it and put you where you...

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Imagine you’re alone and there’s nobody who cares
everyone disrespects and treats you unfair
you’re emotionally crushed
living a nightmare 
slandered and helpless
no one anywhere 

Now imagine you’re accused 
of making up stories too
tales for attention overused 
so...

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Nope!, this aint a
     (non) commercial
     Christmas plug for ye,
nonetheless, a greeting
     of joie de
     vivre buttressed with
 ...

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“Knock, knock” “Who’s there?”  I haven’t a clue
What day is it? Who’s at my door?
“Here is some breakfast I made just for you”
Says some stranger who slept on my floor
The sight of the eggs...

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You see I've been misunderstood majority of my life
Its as though if living were war 
then im the knife
Its not my fault society embraces suicide
Label me an aspiring mathematician
Cuz I have nothing to hide
but a...

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Minus adverse side effects
courtesy Ropinirole HCL
couple nights I did try,
albeit yours truly wanted to die,
plus also yearned tubby
among grrrrrreat full dead, no lie,

yes absent asthenia, fatigue,
and/or malaise oh my
nausea, vomiting, somnolence, dizziness,
and asthenic condition,
I woefully...

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I have claimed to be apolitical but there are times 
when the crop is ready for harvesting, so I put fuel 
in the John Deere, ink in my pen and wrote...


He'll get millions of votes...

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Bursts Of Creativity...

Asper myself tend
to occur late at night,
or early morn 'o follow
wing day unbeknownst
despite acute insight
how, when, where, why...

ideas swarm and bite
inspiration doth alight
try as I might to
coax, anchor right,
burning candlebox at
both ends during...

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LAUGHIN’ CRIMINALS

We run down the street to escape the local cops. 
I went into the liquor store with my mate Arnie – 
we looked around and spied that big fat gringo: 
together we said, “Give...

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Lilly’s Christmas Question.

Dear Gran, here’s a note, my little note of thank’s
Thank you for all my gifts, and all the festive pranks.
Love my Christmas jumper, and my new hats a hoot.
My brilliant crayons and my...

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I know that dire lame dope head 
tried to frame me nicking his moped 
planned to leave it near my house 
after which learn of its whereabouts 
then say he saw me sneak about 
the...

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I came home to find that my door was ajar
And someone had stolen my keys and my car
“I’ll just get a new one tomorrow,” I said
And then told my wife that I’m going to bed

She...

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Washboard Waltz

Is a washboard musical when scrubbing socks on its metal ribbons?
The woman in the basement was not aware of anything other
than the soap suds, steamed-up windows and the sense of hopelessness
when working on a...

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