Short Mattresses Poems

Alas!
Love's dose reduced
venom produced 
hissing mattresses, grass beds of dirty vipers......

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Gracing the page
Has not been my practice of late
For my time has been better spent
With bodies
In uncomfortable beds
With double mattresses
And dirty leather couches
With the sounds of war in front of us
But the noise of laughter between us
We’re back
And now, I’ve returned, too...

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The visitors left me 
with empty rooms 
tasting like the last bite of cone 
beneath my favorite ice cream.

Bare mattresses confront misty eyes 
and small piles of laundry 
stand at the foot of each bed, 
like left over food.

Silence seems impolite, 
interrupting conversations
still echoing in this cool place 
that was warm an hour ago.

I am alone....

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There are so many ways 
To use some lovely feathers
As a duster or head dress 
It even goes with leather

I hear you have nice earrings
when they are used in them
Now many things are made of down
From pillows to nice coats 
Mattresses to bedspreads

The best way I think 
That they are widely used
Are upon the brightly colored birds
That  God did flight infuse...

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Um, pardon me, the cowboy said, staring at a mouse.
He had walked into the wrong kind of cat house.
The cats giggled, twitching their whiskers and fur.
Got another one! The oldest feline said with a purr.

She loved it when humans came in all eager, but not pure.
Expecting something totally different for sure.
Free litter boxes and fru fru mattresses Miss Kitty said.
The cowboy turned to leave, and his face turned red....

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A fragrance, the tangy dagger
of plums down a road,
sugary kisses on teeth,
juices of life, seeping through fingers,
in sweet ripening flesh,
of meadows, haystacks, the hungry
hiding places in vast houses,
of long forgotten mattresses, wild green valley
glanced from aloft, through a secret window:
all of adolescence burns and drowns,
like a lamp dying down in rain.

***

February 21, 2017...

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Double G, Grace,
(or Leggy),
was the talk of town
and her legs in black-seamed stockings
were put out in ads
in London's parks 

Women thought of these ads
on the Metropolitan
and thought how their legs might lead them
into fancy ways
with certain boyfriends
gathered after dark

How they thanked Leggy!
So Leggy had letters
from all over London
giving lurid details of 
legs' adventures on mattresses
in London playtime larks  





4/23/2015...

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Mellowing muted miraculous memories,
mildly mannered, meticulously minted
manly mirrored, mostly mastered
messages, massaging misleading
Manson Mongoloid measures, minus
milktoast Mozart minuet membership
monotone manuscripts, manipulating
many manakin malignant mind melds.
Might mindful micro mineral mankindedness
marvel my molecular madness mediating
medicinal meditative metronome
mattresses manipulating magnum
malevolent maelstrom monstrosities?
Mother mayI?...

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Children of stink, cannot smell the rose.
Lithium in their blood
fathers were happy.

Power over the fire of groins,
was a music to ears.
Everything else was secondary.

The wishes squealed
on the mattresses.
Grief was served in the bed.

Big tears flowing
on the cheeks of ice.
Antarctica was crying.

Sexed up vendetta
did not kill a fly.
Bee was hovering over the heads.

I will expand till infinity.
Life will take care
of ferocious clauses.


SATISH VERMA...

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