Long Odiferous Poems

Old Man Winter now flagging, and slip sliding along...

as his stronghold diminishes.

Signals, triggers, and ushers kickstarting debut
of demure "Flora" who slowly but surely attempts
to reveal her true colors in fits and starts,
nevertheless, she displays skittishness,
when...

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Such an interesting color, Rodger -
Green - like our mysterious calico eyes?
Yes?

You?
An idiot savant submits
into me - a blooming
garden of emerald delights? Like our
first encounter - regulated and raw (green).
Drawing our hunter-hued
curtains closed and tittering
in...

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IT SEEMS NATURE HAD OTHER PLANS

Our plan was to take a morning walk along the beach..as plans go it was a simple one…and once we arrived we headed south and east…toward the rising sun.

But a...

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Threading Hunger’s Needle
                                by...

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We begin at the beginning: a clove of garlic, too hard-headed
for its own good, combined with two large onions, their first denuding 
revealing fallow gold: the second layer, a pale green puberty,
then, the heartless blade...

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Hunger's Needle

Acumen's voice smolders quietly
when deafened ears respond only
to discords of witlessness

Wisdom's heat invites comfort
its embers remain alive
its wake of constant resolve
lifts vigils of swirling persuasion
choking away illiteracy
ignoring cross or sickle waved ominously

Ever present

Creation's insight
remaining...

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We sleep on each other,
lick on each other,
run around and nip on each other,
we are wholly 'each other,'
personalities
hid
in the ruff and fur around our necks
and the snaggle of our teeth.

We wag in unison
heart-timers synchronized.
When out...

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I screwed it on and it went right up the bank.
Hey! Said Crankden Cramden, was that mink named Hank?
The one who lost his head and needed a new one? I asked.
I think so said Bogland...

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I’ve been sitting here so long,
My butts getting numb,
So I jump right up
And stick out my thumb.

He comes rolling down the street,
With the only smell of mention,
The noxious fumes; olfactory tension.

Now I’m not trying to...

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When you comment on a poem of mine
I owe you a concise note expressing thanks
That you took the time to read me is so fine.

Reading a comment makes me feel divine
As I read them up...

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My dog is giving the sky
a meticulous tongue lolling.

Half way through the walk he dips
his pink lapper into a muddy puddle
then continues to paint the sky
to his liking,
'his liking' being
those odiferous bits of tainted earth
he...

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Welcome
The time around filled with juvenility
The season solaced by the aura of odiferous 
The world primed with unity
The love lived over by the essence of glorious.

Dream
A life lived on top of the world
A garden sated...

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Charlie, my garbage guy, has an odiferous job to say the very least,

Tossing garbage into the maw of his truck, that roaring, ravenous beast!

But Charlie has been on the job for years and doesn't seem...

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What I’d like to be able to smell
is a breath of fresh air.
Compost, swamp gas or rectal release, 
that’s not something for which I care.

This constant burn in my nose,
I’m thinking it’s just not fair.
Give...

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I heard the echoes of each gassy squeak
Held my breath when I sniffed his stinky leak
He let out a few more
So I ran for the door
Before his toots made the entire room reek

Others came out,...

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Old Spice’ and wet grass carry years
of understanding between us.

If I break wind, you run to me,
body rapt and heeding,
every hair translating
a smudged paragraph into
volumes of memory.

Rubbernecking my attention
with a fixed gaze,
you are staring at...

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