Short Dubiously Poems

Dangerously and dramatic, delightful diamond-clad damsels from Delaware
deviously dazzled dashing dapper dweebs from Des Moines.
Deliberate dallying drained the dullards of their discerning dendrites.
Deeming them deliriously and dubiously devoted....

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Intentionally deceived by those that augmented dubiously.
An Innocence killed by lies that seemed real.
Now, what a heart should feel is controlled by strength of will.
Entombed down deep inside a garnet red does hide.
Tossed away, you lost, I'm afraid....

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darling dimpled dervishes
dancing delightfully 
ghouls goblins gargoyles
gabbing, grabbing, ghosting,
witches wearing weaves,
wistfully watching watchers
dust of night brings Halloween
Outstanding orange ovarian owls 
studiously studying steeples,
betting bulbous bats below 
will wind-fly down, betwixt and between.
jealously juicing, joyously jeering
Dubiously doubting daring dust of the night....

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I’m King Cat she said with her nose in the air
Majestic, regal, confident, super soft hair.
A female King, I said dubiously, but aloud,
Heard of Nefertiti? She asked haughty and proud.

Yes she was King Cat, this sovereign who reigns
She eats delicacies of tuna, and we’d best not run out of supplies.
In my home daily, who brought with her two names.
We all fear her too, this Egyptian Pharaoh with green eyes....

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awful awkward
birthday bash
celebrated creepily
dubiously, diabolically
enormously enlightening
fastidiously  frustrating
gory grotesque
hospital hallways
illustriously illuminating
joyless journey
keeping
little
me
notoriously
ordinary
quixotic
realizing
Sophie
Terrified
Unclear
Very concerned
Wanting me to return home
'Xpecting a hero's welcome
yet 
zealously delighted that I will feel better....

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I have written eight poems in the middle of the night.
I am beginning the ninth one, but it is clearly not right.
You can do this, I admonish myself, you used to be bright.
My muse stuck out her tongue and it was a fright!

Do you have Covid? I asked her as I looked at the blight.
She flipped on her toes and flew away, out of sight.
So here I am on my own, on this dubiously super cold night.
Trying to write a poem without Trixie, which simply ain’t right!...

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I teeter and I slip, sliding 
Terrified, and yet excited
On the edge of something dangerous
An abyss is waiting, dare I let go?

Adrenaline races through me
I take another step but this time I am running
toward my dubiously dangerous destiny, 
which fear cannot keep me from enjoying 

Don’t get that close to the tracks! I hear in my head
The whistle of a train is coming right around the bend
I begin to limp, knowing my foot will get stuck
And I will soon die....

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