Misnamed Poems - Poems about Misnamed

...Sugar was misnamed for she was perpetually unhappy. If I had a pony, I could cheer up. She got a pony and was more dour now. If I had a fire truck, I would smile from sunup to sundown. We went ......Read the rest...

...Alone and hungry left leg aches like a broken peg in the mugginess of its left slipper. Not a good day for fixing anything but the sealed and over salted, the quickly warmed and spooned that ......Read the rest...

...The medicine man looked into Little Eagle’s eyes. You were misnamed, he told him. You have the spirit of a cougar. You should have been Little Cougar. Little Eagle instantly understood. For co......Read the rest...

...They began to quarrel, After he heard ‘Squirrel!’ Instead of Stan Scammel And he called him ‘Rommel’: “The Not-Strong Enamel” Who could Hitler blackmail While it was ‘Same Barrel!’ Then, th......Read the rest...

...Alone within emotional wilderness (mine) biding leisure time January 19th, 2020 without reason nor rhyme, yet woke with sublime pained acute awareness, how once prime merrily rightful autoch......Read the rest...

...S is for Sugar, once a sweet medicine (it still is, in places) U do know it was medicine in India in the tenth century - G God knows why it is so addictive these days (money?) (As is tobacco, anot......Read the rest...

...I study eyes, eye's only mind sees. Inside those orbs a little protogenic me crawls away. The tiny creature is going back to God, he remains cohesive in a residual way. A solar system is watch......Read the rest...

...Standing here in the mind of mine passing through and over time pulling out thoughts sublime: sorrow, hate, pain, joy, love, sanity-- all the mould character of my humanity; On the outside, my......Read the rest...

...The heart expects promise Disappointment awaits the frail The mind forgets Born to learn love, quick to forget that others feel the same Internal battles, unseen desires wishing to be u......Read the rest...

...Standing here in the mind of mine passing through and over the time pulling out thoughts sublime: sorrow, hate, pain, joy, love, sanity-- all the mold character of my humanity; On the outside,......Read the rest...

...O BRAIN R G A N I C Reality how you cover because you can my lover! Taking truth and color your paintings of others! And sleepers we are all enjoying false glee and moumental par......Read the rest...

...Matters little when life like a lifeless leaf in the wind trembles Surging forth, seeking serenity, summoning common sense In quarters cut off from conversation and creative communication mumbles ......Read the rest...

...Inspired by and dedicated to Jan Allison and the amazing moorland bird, the Ptarmigan. nights... no clouds... moonlit shadows race over moorland double silhouettes ~~ deemed monst......Read the rest...

...I have go not advanced degree from a fancy eastern school. I’ve no idea who Beckett is, so you declare that I’m a fool. Yet yesterday I restored to life an old engine from the thirties, I’ve go......Read the rest...

...chariot of outreach, i do a moderate dance in the form of a stomp on your existence as i gallop into the wide unknown of your most feeble pleasure, i recall a windy dawn in which you howl......Read the rest...