Needles Poems

Christmas Tree Lot

They dressed me up in tinsel
and lametta I recall
stood me in a corner
not as a wallflower
I was the belle of the ball
but now my needles shedding
the moment I've been dreading
limp lonely forgotten neglected
not long before I'm ejected
and two weeks later here am I
a sad and sorry sight to behold
enough to make one cry
discarded by the

Popcorn and Needles

I remember how 
you used to roll
your popcorn popper
across the floor grinning
and not paying attention
to where you were going—
and how happily you 
pretended to drive
the rusty ’49 GMC pickup
I was still trying to restore:
Rosie, we called her,
after Rosie the Riveter.

Remember the didgeridoo?
I bought it for you after
we saw a performance
of a didgeridoo quintet
from down under.
And

Younger

The apartment smelled like smoke
Frail and fleeting
I looked at her
She never ate
Always yelled
I looked at him
He never stayed
Always somber
Curled in a blanket on the floor
Thin and cold
Looking up at the ceiling
A stain on the wall
The window was open
Screaming in the kitchen
Needles on the floor
The carpet dirty
I walked around a little bit
I lay back down
There was

Forever Green: Needles And Cones

Blubber, don’t
Bloober.

Blibber, don’t
Blabber.

Nothing -- is Greater than
Blue — fake Green
and Its smell;
Sharp Needles --
forever, to,
Ever.

Held In their
long -- Immense
Arms,
full of Fake
Cones.

Pins and Needles

Living within shadows - 
darker than a clouded night. 
I'd lay down with my demons- 
so that we didn't have to fight. 
Engulfed me and my spirit-
as if it were just up for grabs. 
The evil it consumeded me.-
It took everything I had. 
I sought out ways to cure my pain-
and the devil saw his

Kingh

My cousin started molesting me at the age of 9. He said, “Don’t worry you’ll be just fine”. 
You told me I was special, said I was great but when my sister walked in she fell in a faint. 

I finally met my master, King- H.
King said don’t worry I’ll make you feel great. 
You

Pine Needles

I thought of you alot today
While sitting near the bridge
I wonder, did your ears ring?
Even just a smidge?

Well all I know is if they did
They must have rang alot
You were on my mind so much
More often than were not

I pretended you were with me
Even spoke to you out loud
But then I changed from heart to

Rhoda and Her Smile

One fine thing about Rhoda was her smile:
She had ways of taking it to a mile,
Its richness as unfading as ever;
So seraphic with her glass of Eva
One could not her link with widow,
Her smiles doing the good job of shadow…

Smiles with a skill of checking abrupt tears
And she trusted would not unveil new fears:
Really, Rhoda

Self Help Addict Needles Unsuspecting Reader

Self help addict needles unsuspecting reader 

Expounded late today April 27th, 2023
since being written
countless years ago
maybe a baker's dozen
as thee doodling cock doth crow 
scouting about for carrion 
scavenging for dead animals 
and rooting about garbage to sell 
at annual corvus entrepôt,
where at birds eye view

buzzfeeding crowdsource 
talon (telling) the famed truth
regarding chicken scratch 
scrawled

African Youth On the Pins and Needles

African youth on the
Pins and needles, 
Pains...huh!
So painful ...Yooh!. 
African youth shout 
Shout loudly... Eh!

Crying in exposing  the power hunger, 
Which is called selfishness in tongue 
Of genial. 

Some people out there are hungry for powers, 
Some politicians out there  want to die on the 
Golden soffers,

Reason why we can witness how  some sons, 
Daughters

Crystals Dance Inside My Dreams

The needle was my destiny
yet I choose to be free,
crystals dance inside my dreams
but I choose life
no more flames licking at a glass bowl,
no more chasing fantasies
my faith changed me;
to be a faithful wife
and loving mother,
no longer a lowly drug addict
laying on the bathroom floor,
with blood dripping from my arm
angels know my name
and Jesus sings

Nerves and Needles

Deathly afraid of needles
    Barbie began to whine and wheedle
  
  Aw, Doc, before you plunge in that syringe
    Listen to this, try not to cringe

  Studies show that needle-induced trauma
    afflicts 98% of birthing mommas...

  But Doc went ahead, stuck in

Pins and Needles

pins and needles sewn across the bed in threads of yellow-brown and rosy, red stitched across my sheets and embroidered to my bed and pillow eye to eye with pins and needles a prickly pair pinned to my bed and pillow

Needles In the Stand

Sometimes it’s the first one we pick up…sometimes it’s the fourth or fifth…but when we find it…we mutually agree…for we always know when we have found our perfect Christmas tree.

And though we know it is a symbol of what this season is meant to be…for us it is also a once a year representation of

Pine Needles

11/03/21

pine needles soon
 amber colored trickle among
azaleas' strewn  





In the thinking process..
Finis' today..

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