Short Stiff Poems
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One stiff drink
After another
Celebrating the coming
My body touches oneself
Receiving the satisfaction
That I am still here
In the company of a friend
(the word (moll) means a mobsters wife or girlfriend)
I heard of a wiseguy named Guido
Who suffered a waning libido
His disgruntled moll
Made a quick call
Now Guido is incognito
Bart Bren was a novice politician
Who was fair at stating his position.
But folk who wouldn't listen
Caused a major transition.
Bart found his audience as a mortician.
I will not turn towards God,
I keep my face away from him,
I know he has blessed me,
But I choose to sin on purpose,
I am ashamed to turn my face toward him,
My neck has become very stiff.
Now we have been released from the EU, and its cheap cost of livingWe are now going British with prices that are more than unforgiving
STIFF STUFF
Old age in men
is when
joint parts supposedly flexible
just aren’t any longer,
but are stiff instead;
and parts supposedly stiff
just aren’t any longer,
and certainly no longer any longer.
10 April 2021
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Shadows are stiff
hard-edged,
all telling,
not fibbing
nor forgiving.
The mind's eye is blind
to the shadowy-side
we carry in ruck-sacks behind
our backs.
Shadows are brutally honest,
dark and gloomy,
sketches of self in outline,
that we would rather lose
'cause they can't be
colored in.
BONDED STIFF
Our love knows no swiftness;
It’s tied and bowed in stiffness.
Our love life is no played game;
It is an everlasting bond attained.
May our love ever be as if a royal palace evening ball;
An orchestrated ball, admired and wished for by all.
May this precious bond between you and me,
Be granted an ever-blessed bond of eternity:-
Any noise, any sudden movement
Any voice calling me,
A step outside my door
A shadow in the street
A creaking stair
The rustling of fallen leaves
A tap on my shoulder,
Sets my heart pounding
My legs growing roots
My blood turning cold
My soul beginning to freeze...
I play possum!
~12/11/22
~Contest: A Brian Strand Premiere Choice #54
BONDED STIFF
Our love knows no swiftness;
Its tied and bowed in stiffness:-
Our life of love, is no played game;
Rather, it's an everlasting bond attained:-
May our love always be like a royal evening ball;
A loving affair desired and wished for, by one and all:-
May this precious bond between you and me, ever be,
A God-granted blessed bonding, deemed for eternity:-
A candle light
in a dark smokey room
Flames dancing
on the walls across the roof
A twinkling star
high up in the sky
Suddenly falls away
into the space yard of goodbyes
Dreams do die
in the bitter struggle for gain
The last high
usually's never the same
Until it's over
Only the drugs remain
And a cold stiff shadow
Payment for fortune and fame
No speech, no thoughts,
Quiet is what they want.
So that is what they get.
I will never speak about love or respect-
For anyone, so I will still as a stone.
Cold, frozen, and hard as bone,
But bones can still break and crack.
Pressure, consistently adding to the stack,
Of many worries that hide inside of me,
And they do not know or see
Anxiety, is the name,
Of the thing that came,
When my friends said.
“Love with him is dead...”