Short Cinderblock Poems

childhood home
a cinderblock
on a dusty road
children still climb and play
around the same dogwood


published Tanka Society of America- Winter 2016...

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its odd he first to die
dropped in a river with
cinderblock bracelets
eyes open to his unseen
world lips parted for
voiceless joy he clinks
to the bottom and bubbles
rise. forever set motionless
to swim with the fish...

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through the vein of an old song
the antique gathered speed
sputtering and spitting rust
halos of smoke
engine overheating,
stranded in desperate city
cinderblock people are freaky 
the song lay dead 
outside the vein...
acoustically speaking
I'm tainted-...

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Cinderblock walls
Thick wood doors
And concrete floors
(For)
eight straight hours
switching rooms
switching desks
(Even though)
It's all the same 
Atmosphere
(Semi)
Good teachers
Some funny
Some not
(Confusing)
Assignments
Pile up in my
Brain
(Till)
Relief comes
When the bell
Signals fourth
(I)
Rush to the room
Also my home
(The)
Bandroom...

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A slow death marinated.
In half-prayer and long goodbyes.
So much suffering on this cobblestone of lies.

To think it all began with a silky lullaby.
The Faries and unicorns soon drift from our lives.
Replaced by tarry intentions.
Oozing from cinderblock faces.
Bridges of hope undercut by trolls.
Silky dreams slip into eclipse.
The suns last breath kisses the necrosed lips of our nothingness....

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Some wise-man expounded that a knife and a fork
Seperate men from their simian ancestors
I'm not so sure
Certain people should show
Their true colors
And cram the food straight
Into their face
Ram the grub right 
Down their throats
Fingers and all
Grunting
Flatulating
Staring ahead blankly
Streaming grease begins swinging
From a cinderblock chin
Thus soiling their near perfect
Tuxedo
Opposing appendages are great
For ripping flesh from the bone
And fastening bow ties...

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