Short Sheridan Poems

Ravagers of Poesy,
 spear points of denial

Mongol hordes of fancied verse,
spewing dense and vile

Free words they herd together,
to drive toward a cliff

Trampled once they hit the ground
—by verbal hippogriffs

(Buffalo Jump-Sheridan Wyoming: July, 2019)...

Read More

THE SECRET WITHIN

Eyes
-	dark, seductive
   Glancing at each face 
   with the hint of a smile 

Body
-	 sylphlike splendor
   Floating like an ocean liner
   on calm seas at twilight

She is the center of attention
   gliding effortlessly
   across the room.

Men drawn in by those hypnotic eyes.
What secret do they hold?

Beneath that lush exterior
   is a drag queen I am told.

                                Marion Sheridan...

Read More

Waves of blue extend as far as the eye can see
raising high above the leafless treetops I dwell
a turquoise statue rests in the parkway
broken kneecaps and fingers but I don't know who
is attributed this honor dressed in flags of red
I close my eyes and imagine the battle scar
at Fort Sheridan where settlers dreams came true
A black bird glides down upon this glory
the sun starts shining through the clouds
and my thoughts wander to visions of you...

Read More

On my way to work the exotic night birds 
would cluster on the corner of tenth and Sheridan
frantic and brimming with bling and street charm
a vibrant ball of painted desperation 
flagging down throbbing tricks.
The tallest one moved with a champagne confidence
I nick named her Chandelier for her tacky elegance 
she'd be the one, if I could ever slay my conscious.
   
For two years I'd pass by tenth and Sheridan
looking for a Chandelier in a third shift sky....

Read More

the sky tonight is green
as if
the darkness falls, upon awakening from one dream to another,
swallowing our hearts
to make stars
without fear to taste the hights,
without hearts, we turned yellow like corn on the side of the road,
in the distance
skilled stripper, aurora borealis sheds her clothes,
astonished
i watch her
the drums ruffle its feathers

like a sleepy bird
the sky reddened by so much night
falls&sleeps on the branches

souls occupy themselves with trifles...

Read More