Spider Monkey Poems

I am sorry. It’s just the way I was made.
I’m sorry. It is in my genes.
I’m sorry. It is my pattern.
I’m sorry. But I warned you.

Being with the “I’m sorry people” is a challenge.
They do not want to take responsibility,
And...Read More

The spider monkey spins no web,
he swings from branch to branch instead.

His legs and arms are long and spindly,
and he moves with speed and nimbly.

He leaps and turns and somersaults,
perfect like an acrobat, no faults.

It doesn’t faze the flies one...Read More

Admit One

He stares at the scene on the wall,
obscene shadows projecting private Revelation.
Bony fingers giving emphatic
instruction.
Calling for the call.
Mesmerized in a dark conversation,
conversion, perversions.
Darknesses etherium in condensation.
He turns to the window to see the glowing eyes staring in.
It's Sarzabella! Up...Read More

Reincarnated, I will come back as a mustached and bearded Italian organ grinder,
I will live in Rome, Italy and play my home-made barrel organ in the streets,
My pet spider monkey, Shark, will happily grab up silver coins, as a reminder.
And...Read More

My fists are small, my arms are weak,
And my aim is downright pathetic.
I cannot watch doctors administering
Shots and needles and things
Without shuddering.
I struggle to open heavy doors.
I claim a full five feet of height
To my name, and my posture
Makes it...Read More

An Orangutan said to the Chimpanzee,
“I’m bored and tired, hanging in this tree.”
Going to pack my bag and move to the States,
Live with Gus Gorilla, and hang out with his mates.

The Chimpanzee thought hey, that’s a good idea,
I know a...Read More

Dear Miss Monkey Manners: I’m a Spider Monkey in need of your help, 
Recently someone yanked my tail and I cried out with a yelp. 
It may seem like a little thing to cry when someone pulls your tail, 
Unless,...Read More

<                               Coco was his name
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Some things come to you
when you are alone
with your thoughts
and the sun is setting through your window.

Like now.
I am with my thoughts
of yesterday.
She is small
fragile looking.
I am not.
She came to me for solace
. . . wanted more.

Said,
"I want you,"
covered my...Read More