Short Plywood Poems
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Trenches failing, sagging and crumpling, falling
Dad jumps down in, holding a sheet of plywood
Quick lads scramble out of a filling tombhole…
Who will save Dad, now?
(fiction)
2/28/2019
I am a softer word
softer than plywood
Whats in a name
I ask myself,
but a veneer of transposition.
an arraigned truth
From Mayday to University Hospital
from the prosaic to the nomenclature
That's the power of a word
a reason to believe
(“Tipi Sky”, 2007, original oil)
The older I get and longer I live here
The more I wish I were a native American,
But I was born over seas
And immigrated as a child.
My daughter however was born here
Born towards the end of winter
On the plywood floor of our mountain home,
So she can feel and rightfully say
She has Native Pride.
(11/7/25)
Sandpaper hearts
take away the roads
dig a hole
fill your moat
lifeless
gold.
Smooth texture from life
bleach the silver from crosshair
eyes, the color of blanks.
A string of blue pearls
marching along the plywood vein.
Tapping at this tired thing.
tap-tap...tap-tap.
Produce or starve, says ancient law.
No time to act tired or stall.
Keep the aces, toss the deuces away.
Another day-another race
Don't ever make the same mistake.
At peace, of life bereft
in the last grave on the left
where wilting weed and musty bloom
cloud the legend on the tomb.
Words in chiselled grey
bear false witness every day;
acid rain a solemn screen
when every night was Halloween.
Thunderous drums roll near,
lightning jagged, forked and clear;
marching men and daily bread
echo sacrosanct and dead.
In plywood boxes my friends sleep
out of mind and buried deep;
pray for me throughout the fall,
the one who never sleeps at all…