Weasel Poems

"The Recalcitrant Romantico Sends a Love Note to the World"



There was a loophole in the contract
in fine print, when the final page was rolled back,
a sharp paper cut bled a firebrand’s life and a swollen ego was fed,
she raised her...Read More

there was
no horrible
accident
just a
written
will he
wanted
a closed
casket

there was
no organ
music
playing
somber
chords
just the
sound
of a

child's toy
music box
playing
over and
over again
pop
goes
the
weasel...Read More

Another day
Another mass shooting
?Another incident
of domestic terrorism
?another gun man
killing people
because just because?
The NRA ?And their stooges?
Come out?
Flood the airways
With their noxious
Poisonous weasel words
?The NRA says
Mass shootings? 
Are like the weather
?You can’t control them
You can’t predict them
?And you can’t prevent them

Just...Read More

Glaciers moved with determined strength 
in their destinies, pushing and upheaving
boulders large beyond belief
and whatever else stood in their paths
while coursing over and through the earth's crust
scraping into creation a landscape
of mountains, cliffs, valleys, moraines,
dumlins, eskers and notches,
kettle lakes, cirques...Read More

When you wake up everyday.
When you wake up and jump out of bed.
When the crank is turned.
"Pop Goes the Weasel" is already ringing. 
Prepare yourself!

Some "Jack-in-the-Boxes" will open at random times.
Many things will bring you this day.
The greater the surprise,
the...Read More

You’ve got roids 
I wouldn’t use that
make you annoyed 
why choose that

You think you’re better
as you get bigger
bulging with water 
oh what a blinger 

You’re as strong as before 
and clearly less clever 
now a coward been hypnotised 
lack power...Read More

Ambiguity within mine
doodling Yankee mind that
arises, asper current
hoopla harrumphing
American Civil War statues,
which verbal/written spat

particularly regarding southern generals
(many atop horses) arouses
call to arms whereat,
excited curiosity possibly twill incite
dangerous extraneous, mutinous,
treasonous tit for tat

promulgation exhuming ghosts
abolitionists of Dead Poets Society
screeching like a...Read More

(Me slippery fingers slither,
slip and slide splashing ala
Jackson Pollock), sans slap
dash experimental, swiftly

tailored and harried writing
style, yes on par with purging,
spewing, venting...unexpurgated,
unexpressed, unexplained... 
words, which this Engelbert

Humperdinck singer/songwriter,
(whose name inexplicably popped
into the mind of this Dadaist)
offers "FAKE" apology for any

self...Read More

The Perfect Omelet  

I think I'd like an omelet
so please find me a giant pot,
a half a dozen fresh kumquat
and don't forget the cheese.

Add a jar of jumping fleas,
2 cans of fancy black-eyed-peas,
do not add pepper, or I'll sneeze
and...Read More

The “Black Sorcerer,”
The “Dirty Trickster”
A man untouchable.
Doing everything regrettable.
Lacking the fundamental fear
Of every human being
Why are you here?
What is it, do you think you’re doing?
Sidney Gottlieb.

Poison expert
Drug lord
Who will you hurt?
On your never-ending chessboard.

LSD,
Ecstasy,
Psychology,
Scopolamine,
Morphine,
Brainwashing.

“What better weapon than the human brain?”
You’ll...Read More

It was back in nineteen-nineteen
when Timlin Rivers checked his traps,
by one he found just a weasel skin,
did not know what to make of that.

Why would bother to raid a trap
but leave the pricey skin behind?
Who’d take a weasel for the...Read More

Light da Roman candles
for da coming Chariots of Pharaoh holiday
Dem New Publicans
be back in pyramid power
Give a Caesar Palace casino hip, hip-hooray

Happy daze are here again!
Dem New Publicans bray 
dey be da common people’s friend

But dey double talk a lot:
selling...Read More

In the fading heat of a waning falling October night

Trick and Treat travel on their broomstick’s front seat

high speed velocity twin turbo engines in roaring flight

‘We must beat others to hallowed doors and beat defeat’


‘No one must impede our finely...Read More

Reptile meat got a foul swallow
The creeping things they eat
emit putrid vapors ...
vocal odors lemmings do follow

Falling off the cliff
into the mouth ...
Bask in the saliva nasty

Get paralyzed stiff — 
a human mouse ... 
Cheesy flavor of a patsy

Snakes eat...Read More

grandchildren weasel into heart wrinkles

smoothing, soothing, and loving

revitalizing you

...Read More

Catch a Weasel Asleep

Upon my word It all came true,
Sky turned Green and Earth was blue,
Fish didn’t swim but they could walk,
Sheep wore hats and learnt to talk.

Cockroach roamed six feet tall,
Slaying dragons, for they are small,
Eagles fell from pure...Read More

If we pray for other countries to prosper, real neighbor ...
As Old Cultures and Histories model, imbibe, declare ...
There would be fewer dark nations seeking refuge in whiter

Would you even consider praying for Nicaragua, El Salvador,
Gautemala, Honduras, and Mexico to...Read More

That man is definitely a thorn in my side,
My anger I find I cannot hide,
It just takes the sight of him then,
To weasel himself under my skin.

I have no choice,
But to be irritated by the sound of his voice,
That loves...Read More

The happiest tune I've ever heard is “Pop Goes The Weasel”
Helps me remember me before I became evil
No excuse do I have
Could've been lotsa gas
Mucho beans as a young'un when things were primeval




...Read More

Lawn furniture flavored ice cream
	served in moxa cups
Candied eyes of freshwater bream
	pickled bushdog pups.

Pig pizzle wrapped around a stick
	grilled upon the deck
Woven rope with cat head and brick
	hung about your neck.

Marzipan violin bowed by a stoat
	badminton played widdershins
A toast of...Read More

Round up the posse,
get ‘em vetted Oval Office ganksterized
Appoint the piggy snouts,
then send ‘em out
with metal sidearm power
Ancient oppression done got modernized,
old Egypt Memphis is new Phoenix on the rise
OK the corruption,
legalize the blind Corral mice
Roving Jezebel eyes
got sticky trigger...Read More

"The Prequel"
by:  Eric L. Boddie

In my Life, I have come across so many people
And all of them are truly equal
Because we all must battle evil
And everyday, that is the sequel
And some don't agree with how I Chase The Steeple
Maybe...Read More

Us
A weasel, a leech, a snake, and a dog
Just creatures that all have their place
It’s given by God, the Maker of all
So they should be given their space
A weasel, a leech, a snake, and a dog
Each of them made instinctively...Read More

Do you believe in magic?
Well trust me it’s not true.
Even I know the eye moves quicker the hand so I know my next move.
I remember my stepfather told me because I was 
dark skinned I had to be nicer to...Read More

Note to Readers of Previous Versions:
There are so many new vignettes scattered throughout the poem that I hope you will reread the whole thing! There are many new GEMS, improvements to previous verses and improved footnotes as well! Trust me!


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