Short Skinning Poems
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Bellies rumbling,
Mind thinking,
Spear grabbing,
Man hunting,
Spear Throwing,
Flesh ripping,
Animal dying,
Fur skinning,
Meat eating,
Bellies Filling,
Man sleeping.
The rabbit died; it lost its head.
Tastes like chicken: what they said.
Skinning rabbit’s hard to do
When they’re staring back at you.
Truth is, they’re quite good to eat;
A protein source that can’t be beat.
Today’s events will haunt my dreams,
No one told me bunnies scream.
The miracle of being
Born upon our earth
Predates the now and yesterday
Goes back beyond our birth.
Too our mothers bellies
Feeding, growing, skinning
Though lets go to the source
The maker and beginning…
For if it weren’t for our creator
His love and will for freeing
We wouldn't even be here…
The miracle of being.
The pain is like child birth, it hits sudden and hard
Don't try to endure go and get some help
Fluids help to flush the little prickly pear stone, down the internal pipes.
But it is not a quick and easy flush.
Think skinning your urethras open to urine's burn.
Time heals all wounds, lots of time...
Dedicated to all those who have suffered from kidney stones.
Rocks & Hard Places
How do we protect children
from a world — so inflictive
How do we prepare children
for that world — once protected
How do we keep them out of the vice
of this paradox
How do we ... How do we ...
— how do we
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Skinning The Cat
Losers are drawn
to authority
Like moths being lured
to the flame
Curiosity killing
more than a cat
Willy Loman
— forever in pain
(Dreamsleep: May, 2026)
When your bones ache, nerves are frayed
There are some tricks that can be played
Sit quietly in your nice warm chair
Close your eyes, take your mind back where…
You were running
With legs so strong
You were jumping
Could do no wrong
Climbing in trees
Singing a song
Skinning your knees
Playing all day long…
Your mind is now inspiring you
To realize what you can do!
The child in you says “Let’s go play”
OOPS! You fell down, now here you lay!
By the sea where the salt winds sing,
I cast off all cloth like old regrets,
Bare as the waves that kiss my skin,
No shame, no secrets, no silhouettes.
The sun pours gold across my skin,
A slow caress from sky to shore;
I stretch unashamed, soaking it in,
Bare body offered, wanting more.
Then barefoot, laughing, I race the tide,
Heart pounding wild like a rolling drum,
I silently dive where the blue waves hide,
Skin to salt, skin to sea, skin to sun.
Velvet Raven my fawn,
braids of deepest coal black.
You are my breaking dawn,
having you would I lack?
Pretty prairie blossom,
I am sadly lonesome.
Wipe away this aching,
my heart feels for you strong.
Know not you are stealing
my thoughts all day long?
I cant eat and sleep much,
I want your close touch,
Be squaw cooking my food,
tending new papoose near,
cutting wickiup's wood
working skinning doe deer.
I will baffalo kill,
so our stomachs might fill.