Short Pockmarks Poems

Dream leaf “fall” usher
motley hue cascade unfurled
dull grey sky gaunt sun
mud strewn pockmarks on limp moss
wet nabs ripe fruit orchard splurge 
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 Muscle Memory 

Looking in the mirror,

I am getting older;
the loss of muscle mass

Sink-holing the skin
with pockmarks and the sagging

of my triceps and hamstrings
shows me so. 

Ten pounds for every ten years, they say.
With such drastic loss of muscle memory

I soon forget how to crawl....

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Listen to poem:

'The Man in the Moon
Came down too soon,
defaced by space race
and telescoped stares.

The Moon face and myths unmasked
to reveal mere pockmarks and dark blotches.

What is more, Man on the Moon
has scarred the Moon's face forever 
with humanoid stares, enlightenment, 
footprints, flags, graffiti and junk.

For Heaven's sake, let it be....

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