Short Doling Poems
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He has a captured audience.
People stunned are too polite to engage.
He keeps doling out his asinine platitudes.
Oblivious, he keeps them coming.
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
I fell in love with a dream.
She the light all but I got to see.
But me I fell in love with a dream.
Doling small portions yet never all of her free.
I fell in love with this dream.
Which was never nor ever to be.
Form:
Each day from my apartment window
I watch you walk down the street
into the warm coral sunset
with your tangerine-sized love
that you carry in a woven basket down
the street, doling them out to strangers
and watching the juices drip down their
familiar chins.
Faerie children were all a titter
It was spring time no longer bitter
Grandpa Faerie’s dandelion distribution day
They were giddy and happy from far away
They arrived in doubles and triples and quads.
They giggled and wiggled in all kinds of squads
Grandpa Faerie was out with great speed
Recognizing their happiness for this pretty weed.
The price of pliability?
We sink into penury
All for a speaking slot
At UNGASS in NYC
They’re at it again
Another talk shop
Deals on the side
We are sold out
They wax eloquent
Mouthing platitudes
Promising data and gold
Doling mining rights
They return, all smiles
Frequent fliers, all
Praising themselves
Lining up for the buffet
The horses’ lacy white petticoats and ribboned pantaloons
Were kicked almost as high as a delightful orange harvest moon.
The anger came from the big burly brown baboons
Who were left out by the snotty uppity raccoon.
I felt like an uninformed ridiculous goon,
Because I had assigned the notorious snotty coons
The task of doling out the petticoats and the pantaloons.
Taped-together mystery
Closeted cacophony
Doling out your sunshine
Like it’s half time
And you’re half mine
Your countenance, it haunts my dreams
Why does kindness feel so strange?
Flip me inside out
Clear my eyes
Turn my world upside down
And pierce my amnesia
Tear the veil from my mind
Shake me out from all the lies
Melt the fear when it resists
So my will succeeds from this
Rescue me
From my own worst enemy
The wizened crone understands bee medicine
Her friends are honey bees and bumblebees.
They have given her a special formula
Unshared with any other humans
She gives it to an adventurer
He discovers a new country.
She sells it to a rapist.
He falls down dead.
It helps good people get stronger
It gives seekers what they need
But those who hurt others do not do well with it
The old crone continues doling out the medicine.
Loving the results.