Short Middles Poems

I’m still rags all over
with holes where other people have 
love stuffed in
	warming their middles, 
I get to feeling tired of it
		being cold in patches...

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skittles got ambushed by slap happy griddles
bending and bowing, flexible in their middles
happy tea dunkers hung upside down from the piddles
consternated, I played six of my craziest fiddles
teacher was astounded; her name is McLiddles
orchestra complete, we thanked the musical griddles....

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On an October afternoon
a breeze sweeps the land
a chill descends
under a cover of clouds.

Clouds linger in the sky
well into the day
a sense of doom
a passage of the season.

The season weighs upon me
a whisper of my many lives
memories of time
as I tell my stories.

My stories each possess
beginnings, middles, ends
all passages borne
on an October afternoon....

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You ooze
Like the macaroon middles
You so delicately designed
Your hazelnut centre
Crushed
Encased by something slightly more than air
Jaws biting down
Of those around you
All those hours
Gone
In a single swallow
Empty plate gratification
Sweet salvation
For a macaroon moment
Gone from now
As you lie in bed
Eating your cake
The others made
Not nearly as tenderly
It never tastes as good alone...

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Underclass ; a running box that middles
                  the center of a (not)living room.

Kidney table; an African girl beams
                   down into the smoke
                   an ashtray of burnt souls.

Faces full of thin beer admire
                   the box lights of the estate,
                   double binds, grins, hopless rutting.

Far ; the black flat of fields
       owls and air, silence....

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male woodland elf with your handsome smile 
frolicking between oaks and maples
shimmering green and silver leaves with pride
hugging willow trees around their middles 
leaving the purple violets wanting more
as fey as gnomes, faeries, and brownies 
i sense you slipping in and out of the forest in silence
delighting in the mushrooms and the mosses
intriguing the innocence of the woods
playing your mesmerizing melodic flute...

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