Hey! Batter! Hey, hey batter!
Hey! Batter, swing!
There is the wind up. Here comes the pitch.
Fastball, slider, curve, but which is which?
Bases are loaded, it’s up to you…
Swing for the fences! Do what you do!
No one to help you. The ump is blind.
There’s so much pressure. Two runs behind.
You stand alone on the precipice.
Give it your best shot! A swing… a miss…
Hey! Batter! Hey, hey batter!
Hey! Batter, swing!
So many hecklers… the catcher laughs.
It’s just his job to try to distract.
You are all warmed up, ready to go…
Swing for the fences! Do what you know!
The fans are yelling, calling you names.
It’s life or death now, not just a game.
Millions are counting on your strong wrist.
Eye on the ball but… another miss…
Hey! Batter! Hey, hey batter!
Hey! Batter, swing!
Lean in closer, maybe you’ll get hit.
Just some pain from an errant pitch.
Forget that! Focus! Let’s make the news.
Swing for the fences! What will you lose?
You lured the pitcher into your trap.
One more second everyone will clap.
You’re in the zone now, there’s no defense.
Over the plate… Now Over the fence!
Hey! Batter! Hey, hey batter!
Hey! Batter, swing!
I took too many risk on love by itself long with, had my heart. Played with by too, many men.
I took too many stabs into my heart by, the same type of men. I attract I took a leap,within believing every word from them. Just to find out it was all based on lies.
I took too many risks on others knowing that, they were no good for me.
I took too many risks on the wrong group of men. That know that's all I see in men, that I start to talk to.
I took too many risks on snakes that slider there, way from blaming everything on me.
I took too many risks on falling in love then, fall out.
I took too many risks that could've lead me, 6 feet under.
I took too many risks but not enough on, myself.
Autumn Arachnid Drink
Spider
Cider
The Bridge Spider
Spider
glider
The Goliath Birdeater
Wider
Spider
The Wolf Spiders’ Babies
Spider’s
Riders
An Aquatic Spider
Strider
Spider
Spider on Ice
Spider
Slider
Spider to Beware of
Spider
Hider
The Fickle Spider
Flighty
spidey
Cleanest Cobwebs in Town
Tidy
spidey
Daddy Long Legs
Fatty
Daddy
November 10, 2022
For 'A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE' Poetry Contest
At 11,000 feet, open the door
Right hand, left hand, hold onto the frame
The skies spans forever, the wind does roar
Right foot out, left hand to the strut of the plane
Right hand next out, left foot on the step
Adrenaline flowing, try to slow your breath
Sliding hands further out, get a good grip
Relax, it's not like you're falling to your death
Feet off the step, you're a kite in the air
Push your arch, hold your position
Wait for instruction, jump master stare
He smiles and says GO! This is the mission
Hurdling down, hold your arch, keep your count
Stay symmetrical, now reach. Now pull!
Don't forget to take a look around
Your canopy flies, stay in control
You check up above, the slider is down
Reach up for your toggles to steer
Checking the wind, you spin slowly around
Up here in the silence, there's nothing to hear
You see the horizon, are one with the clouds
There's nothing quite like this, nothing so grand
First flying, now floating, you say aloud
I wish I would never have to land.
Slip, please?
I’m high up on a slider
I can’t get a grip
I’m slipping, but
I manage to hang on.
I don’t know how
I should plummet
But I’m stuck and then I slide
A little and stop
The more I look down
The less fear I have.
I’m looking forward
To the drop. To hitting
The ground. I no longer
Want to try, to climb
To maintain the struggle
Even though the end’s
Unknown, below me.
I let go,
I dangle
I should be in free-fall
But I’m stuck
The torture continues.
I’m high up on a slider
I can’t get a grip…
David Cox 28/03/22
Excited to be given freedom to play,
I run to my art studio and begin dabbling.
I have already created thirteen new
canvases – penned and ready to fill in with paint.
My dogs are pawing at the glass slider, wanting entrance.
I allow them to come in, but warn them they will have
to sit. Buddy, my large puppy gets under my arm,
flinging it into the air. I let him back out.
Sophie Helen, my cocker is twelve years older.
She lies down, because she wants to stay.
Buddy knocks on the slider and I let him back in.
The dogs lie rear end to rear end, not facing each other.
I telephone some friends, listen to them on speaker
while I paint. My heart is singing. Painting is my meditation.
It is a terrific time to listen and encourage others
while I play, and it makes my dogs happy.
We have had nineteen dogs. Sophie Helen, our black cocker spaniel,
has been with us for eleven years; not our record, but close.
Today she cannot lift her back end. Is it her weight? Her age?
Are her legs too weak?
Has she had a stroke? I carry her all around inside and outside.
We discuss options.
Wonder if she needs to be put down.
I leave her outside in the grass.
An unfamiliar vehicle enters the driveway.
Sophie Helen crosses the twenty foot driveway,
bounds onto the porch, and races through the slider to warn us of the intruders. We are amazed and consternated.
She is back in her sitting state, once again unable to walk.
Was she given extra streaks of adrenaline
when she thought we were in danger?
It is a puzzle
Lucy, my rescued red ear slider terrapin,
just having a swim in her aquarium,
right above a life size human skeleton,
lying on the bottom,
which she occasionally will chew on.
Why don't I get many visitors?,..
.. I can't begin to imagine.
Nine parts of nine millimeter.
Trigger
Magazine
Barrel
Slider
Hammer
Main Spring
Recoil Spring
Extractor
Ejector.
Note. Violence breeds violence.
SUTAIH
H * H
I * I
A * A
T * T
U * U
S * S
And then it unfolded like a zipper that opened
teeth gaping through hollows worse for wear
top stop loosened dichotomy schisms exposed
slider with no way to go crying out for the past
time for perspective and to turn over the page
S * S
U * U
T * T
A * A
I * I
H * H
Am I missing something the aperture?
Should I weigh in with an anagram or
break the interruption suspend the breach
mind the gap right there at the interval?
DEPARTURE
ENRAPTURE
RECAPTURE
CLOSURES
JUNCTURE
HARMONY
Not everything broken needs to be mended
paradigms shift chasm is there for a reason
an open wise person searches new meaning
when things fall apart and repairs breakage
who needs a zipper when needle and thread
play with buttons and rearranges their needs
06th February 2021
I saw a white witch, a rough rider
Down the path of a Blue moon slider
A night rider on her broom
She glided into the room
And crawled towards me like a spider.
Dated: 12.10.2020
Halloween Inspired Limerick
Lines 1,2, and 5- 9 syllables each
Lines 3 and 4- 7 syllables.
Living life less razzle-dazzle
Trine binder you whine
Delamination determined separation
Zero settled for clarity
Woolly winder Dominion me
While you carry impunity!?
Sliced high and decidin’
Four more years Biden'
Swung hard disemboweled
Swamp slider social divider
A throat tickling ambience
of chili garlic sauce
settles over rows of Mung Bean paste
and bottles of oyster sauce.
Then clumsily
I knock over and break a glass jar
of hot curry powder.
The lady at the cash register
watches me jump backwards
flapping at the spicy miasma.
She is sixteen going on fifty.
Her disdainful frown speaks volumes.
I sneeze, and inwardly apologize
to a pantheon of Chinese Gods
for my sudden and wistful desire
for a White Castle slider.
Tanboree slips sheet
in winter and in summer
in spring, sheet slider
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