Short Squinty Poems
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Elderly snail man with a wrinkled body and face
You are aging out fast, without delicacy or grace
Your eyes are squinty now as if they are full of mace.
At least the old women in the complex no longer give chase.
Mom shrieks as I tap like Ginger Rogers on the kitchen floor.
The raggedy mop with rigid brows swishes me out the door.
With squinty eyes, the traffic cop regent-points to the yard.
Her majesty, with dish soap hands, wallops my cap, soft not hard.
3/13/2019
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Expectant,
baby smiles and squinty eyes
raised to the sky,
waiting for the first glimpse
of varied hues, climbing
contrasting the denim blue.
Release the balloons!
Let them be free, in memory
carried away on a northernly breeze
Happiness emitting from the
radiant faces, pudgy hands
can't quite grasp, cant capture
can't catch me now.
26 July 2011
It’s funny now
To know the truth
That all you care about is you
Your squinty eyes and sneaky smile
You had a plan all the while
Pretend to care
Say some words
And then not care
Who you hurt
Cause your plan is #1
All others be damned
Your having fun
You pile it on
Cause I can take it
Curse my name
And try to break me
But evil does
As evil see’s
Wait for my plan
It’s a doozy
has small squinty eyes
brutal attacks he applies
never very wise
over a barrel
so Putin should be sterile
life is imperil
from our deduction
Putin wants total destruction
has a compunction
up us story chocks
Putin likes to harm all folks
Sandy Hook was hoax
God made no mistake
look at me who He did make
perfect and complete
In Brunswick Beacon Newspaper
in Shallotte, NC
April 14, 2022
Drowning in distance
Homesick lips
Chapped and bewildered
Skin pale
Faded by friction
Squinty hands
Hold sunken eyes blinded
Voices echo
Under chewed fingernails
In throbbing vocal cords
ash ingested
leaves feet tapping
rhythms mindless in nature
corresponding
with denim treble
between legs withdrawing
sunrise water
fills my mind’s puzzles
deliberate and violently
melts into my sleep
so i can dream again