Barking Up the Wrong Tree
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“Barking Up the Wrong Tree”
ghost gums
shed their bark
the min-min
makes good use of it
papyrus, soft enough to
imprint and write
thoughts, like the
ripening welt...
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Categories:
shotgunned, morning, muse, nature, night,
Form: Free verse
Its the Best
...he was pouring at the happening and usually there is a fair amount of disdain for the enthusiasts
who like to sidle up to sample the snacks, libations and what have you goodies.
he was a wisp of...
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Categories:
shotgunned, innocence,
Form: Narrative
Hunters
...Hunters so wary,
Rosco and Larry,
Killed them a kitten-like
Wendigo fairy.
Down went Leviathan
Small as a Guppy
Three-headed hellhound
As sweet as a puppy.
Out on safari
Rosco and Larry...
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Categories:
shotgunned, animal, murder, nature, nursery
Form: Rhyme
Word Toccata In a Major
...Word Toccata in A Major
Jaundiced ’53 Cadillac in my sweetheart’s carport.
She leaves the hole keys inside the empty fish bowl.
Hidden in her trunk are a set of golf clubs with knife wounds;
H...
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Categories:
shotgunned, relationship,
Form: Free verse
Holbert
...Holbert
Brogans and overalls by Lee;
Making cotton baskets ‘neath a white oak tree.
A grandfather I never really knew
that smoked Prince Albert; it was tried and true.
Went by the name Hol...
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Categories:
shotgunned, america, beautiful, character, family,
Form: Rhyme
My Dad As Blue Winged Teal
...My Dad as Blue Winged Teal
Life support had made him
fetal, feeding on O2
hissed through tangled tubes.
I signed my name
and click, he gasped, folding
like a shotgunned duck. ...
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Categories:
shotgunned, bereavement,
Form: Lyric
Just a Toking
...WELL ME AND BOYS WE’RE SITTING AROUND THE FIRE,
AS ALL GOOD GEORGIA BOYS DO.
WE WERE DRINKING AND LAUGHING AND CUTTING THE FOOL,
AND COOKING SOME GOOD OLD BRUNSWICK STEW.
WELL THE NEXT THING I KN...
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Categories:
shotgunned, body,
Form: I do not know?
Garden of Evil
...don't wanna live in her garden of evil...don't wanna make love in her lies
drawn to darkness
driven to destruction
doomed to death...
drowning in the whirlpool in the middle of her thighs...
she...
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Categories:
shotgunned, loveme, evil, garden, me,
Form: Rhyme