Tails Poems

Real Talk

WTF, I know I didn’t just see what I thought I saw
This old dude slammed on breaks to talk to a little girl
That could probably be his daughter, better yet his granddaughter
Look at her with her little itty, bitsy,...Read More

A storm on the edge of sleep,
a night storm, a night horse,
black fire blown through
wind hollowed lungs. 

A storm in the ringing shell of self,
where sleep slopes down
to a dimming light.

The mind has shape,
it has a thousand miles
of tundra. Mountain...Read More

If you want to kill a bug!
Don't just keep it in a jar
You never know when it'll break
Not knowing when it'll get free!

But there are folks out there
Who don't know how to kill a bug!
They let the bug go free
By...Read More

"Blind Man Turns"



Rest easy in my lull, Love

Love 
is not the gentle goodnight, Love

in the beguiling
silence of Lost Lovers' Woods

It is the war we 
all wager

reflections 
in each other

We run from it
We run to it

The Labyrinth
we all are

striding fresh 
through...Read More

On the Sixth Day

On the sixth day God created the animals
Oh what fun creating the animals;
Rolled up each sleeve to create all the animals
On the sixth day.

God made cats and dogs and hogs and frogs
Elk and moose – mongoose on...Read More

I watch her in the sky shining like a diamond chit 
splashing her light around in the midnight sombre
she is more beautiful then all other things that orbit 
this star, she's an insight to our inner world order 
and a...Read More

The fight is still on!

17 March 2020  7:59 AM

The coin has flipped and tails are hidden
The horse has went from dark to light that the devil has ridden

Control remains the same only the methods have changed
Get ready for everything...Read More

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A peaceful dawn in a verdant rainforest 
Stretching and lowering their head submissively
Two tiger cubs in a fun frolic play and kittens yowl
Actively under trees, limbs, and leaf brushes passivity
Hugs, scratches, bites, and tiger growls 

Along comes a black heart...Read More

Dance tonightl at the all girls Catholic high school.
Come on join us tonight, we are all looking cool,

New leather saddle shoes, bright, white ankle socks.
Hair high in a pony tails with satin ribbons, we were ready to rock.

Jackie's pink Angora...Read More

          Showing interest 
   She panders to his prowess 
      Oh my! you spread well
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Bobby sox and penny loafers,
donned the feet of the 1950 teens
as they danced away at the sock hop,
slipping and sliding doing the bop.

Pony tails swayed with the beat,
as poodle skirts twirled with the flow
brightly colored neck scarfs caught the sweat,
crewcut...Read More

darken cloud and vengeful wind, cast a shadow upon the land. he stands with her hand in hand. so the die was cast fated love was at last burning bright the world was set alight.  then the forces of...Read More

           Legions of glowworms
      attached to the roof of a cave;
  their tails glow captivatingly bright,
        ...Read More

“Get back in that queue” screamed St Peter
As the throng looked on in dismay 
With the shuffle of feet, on an impatient street
It was destined to be judgement day

There was no alphabetical order
In an air so full of impatience
The righteous...Read More

My mother's name was Seraphine
A sadder child was never seen 
Her duty was to serve the table
Of newly widowed Mrs. Grable

Her husband Mr. Grable died
To keep the British gratified
Which left the widow newly fed
By wealthy brother Master Ted

Their lineage was...Read More

Little loving friends
With little big hearts
Bright eyes
Wagging tails
Always forgiving
Always loving
Just glad to see me
Just as I am...Read More

At night you hear the falling,
but only after it has settled
on some eve or edge,
then you hear the voices in the snow,
you listen to the bushy tails,
of foragers,
and the sibilant lips of the slightest breeze.

Speech pitter-patters over the windowpane.
Out on...Read More

Long narrow alleys without any lights 
With a smell of decay 
Lost in silent hemispheres where the fear really bites
Where the cross is sent on its way 
Where tenderness has never been 
And none of the children dare to play...Read More

I was tossed only once
Since then I never settled for anything
Round and round I have spun
Blurriness is all they see through me
Momentum never lost
Ambivalent about every direction
A cliff hanging life
Unpredictable
Dancing around on the game table
Never over the edge
Never heads
Never tails
Spinning
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abhanga

Li'l Bo Peep found her sheep
in a lovely locale
singing Luther’s chorale -
Mighty Fortress.
	  
She’d trailed their tails through town   
but sheep had found a church
there she ended her search
with hopes to rest.
 
Left - no longer bereft
refrains...Read More

They stalk me.
those ankle-panthers.

I try to negotiate a way
into their affections,
yet they scorn
chin tickles, belly rubs
my hesitant ear petting.

Too soon
they strut away
tails stiff in the air
flashing that old pink
one eye.
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14 degrees. 
No wind.
Dark cloudy moonless sky.
Yesterday’s snow, squeaky underfoot, 
sparkles in the house lights.
Taut on leads, dogs stand alert,
erect, tails up, breath pushing clouds, 
looking back at me, 
wanting to run reckless into the night.

MS 2/2/19...Read More

Beneath the city the river fishing is good.

I roam with tackle and pole below those wiggling tapeworms
Wound around the cement underbelly of bridges
Devouring the guts of the city’s glamour
Down here where shadows are long as green moss
And the voices of...Read More