Month: January 2023

Your tracks
The snow nearly covered over
Soft brush strokes
Wind whir blur

Insert a maudlin hour
A wasteful Wednesday
Receive a display
On how to recover
Nodding off
Shivering with boredom
The package received includes 
An Anti-Frittering Pen for you to sit in
A Fantastic Hat for you to be expressive in
A Loop Map for you to follow and feel your indolence
Tickets to your local TRAC
For immediate consultation

The heavens heaved
And spat at us
With our baskets
Booberrying
The frightened eyes
Of the berries
Scaring
Carrying our precious
Pickings
Through cloudy drippings
To the shore
To count out
The mushed
And petrified
Arms swinging
At our side
To safely booberry pied

With commas and winding narrations
Never connecting
He passed the time
Composing
The long sentence
The prison yard stares intense
Wrote on laughing
Participles dangling
Burning over the mishandling
Of his case
No full stop
Nothing
Erased
The scroll
Now
A secreted
Toilet paper roll

Short and neat, he muttered
This longtime cutter
Of wild manes and fake snipper
Of just there strips
The swirl of wigs
In olden times
And curls with petticoats
This hair that floats
In empty shop with
Moonlight teeming
Where the woolly mammoth
Appears, obscure shadows
Buffering its tears

A folk singer clashes with a diminutive hustler over use of his missing guitar pick.

One woman’s struggle to obtain perfection by secretly staring at her neighbor’s table lamp.

The clue
Passed on to you
A note,
A gift,
Anew
Sent to be passed
On
Never solved
Just acknowledged
The mystery
Grew

Waiting on the muse
In bright red shoes
To appear and astonish
Fresh from the place of
Total inspiration
Where the wish
Is a dull cupboard
To cram in
Away from the appallingly
Blissed-out
Confusion

“It’s nice to see the snow…”
“popped off…you think you’re the picture
of health and…”
“You got what I need, shake that
broomstick.”