Category Archives: poems

MANHUNT…It appears one has finally surfaced, offering himself up

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Roan Capote
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MANHUNT

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Colonel defiantly bird limes,

Favours the icebox

Clothesline, sideburns.

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Nobbles me at every party.

Blunderbuss, star philosopher

Flip flops across the sand

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To opine. Flap, flirt.

Surf my turbulence.

Three armholes required

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Overweening egghead

Lowers to my level

To parse. Probe, fix

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My diabolical lump.

Easy to spot men. Easy

to track. Easy to lose.

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INSOMNIAC . . . Courting the muse, I mean, moth

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Photo: Darryl Dennis Deegan
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INSOMNIA

1She sips her black tar fizz

She sips her black tar fizz

Remembering

Batik, macramé, totems,

A beaver upon a plinth.

 

As sturdy and useful

As a shorthorn bull

She prefers to reside

In her head and wonder,

Who will thwart the meteorites,

 

Who will save the future?

Rain pelts the window,

Mothra softly dying

To reach lamplight,

To deliver sleep.

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HOW TO DODGE LIMBO

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Not for Catholics only.

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HOW TO DODGE LIMBO

She is a fossil, suspended
In amber. On display.
Before Shot,
Example of what not to do
When you know not what to do.

Limp hill-headed escapist
Maiden in name only
Took his offer
Got his goatee but not intent
To trample. Renege.

Do not go there in your mind.
Lurking invites infestation.
Do not wait for the next move.
Do not descend into minutiae.
Do not kill time.

There is no glory in the coffin.
Do not hang on the line.
Do not wait for the perfect fit.
Do not wait.
Do not do nothing.

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MONSTER LOST . . . It seems there is no logic to these things.

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MONSTER LOST

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Godzilla years
Vagabond phase
Rampage days
Punch & Judy Show
Nights. Wild west
Pastiche. Bang
Locals. Streamline fate.

No coastline suits
No dwelling
Can contain him.
Latent crush
She did not choose.
He fell into her
Living room

Woozy from flight
Parsimonious talker
Familiar, fragile, giant
Pocked with luck.
Collisions. Pain.
She did choose to look.
To see. To harbour.

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SEEKER . . . “Seeking what is true is not seeking what is desirable.” ― Albert Camus

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SEEKER

She found him
Verbose, wondered
Why he was gargling,
Carving salt with his uvula.

Too much tongue?
She was the type
To fondle q tips
Groom his climax.

Swish. Swallow. Marvel.
The questioning type
Blessed or cursed
With a savant prone womb.

She found slums
More frightening than marsh,
Collarless dogs
And red grapes

Dozing, frozen in the sun.
Then she found me
Long after she’d quit
Seeking answers. Clarity. Peace.

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MIRAGE . . . Verse alluding more to the optical phenomenon than the Vegas hotel

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When I write and think I feel like EveryWo-Man, that I am nothing more than bits of all and other people talking to myself. Them. Us. And today please bear in mind that which we desire can kill us before we reach the oasis.



MIRAGE

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Strive to wake slowly

To answers, to morning

When I hear best

When I am best heard.

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So, what’s my weather?

Clammy Kurt Cobain,

Decapitation dreams

Verdant commotion

Microchip dread.

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Don’t shy away she said

Pretend you can’t see

What you see.

Here comes your tall order

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Last Coke in the desert,

What you thought out loud

Sacrifice bunted,

Bent light rays for,

Made manifest, integral

Part of the landscape.

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In dubious collusion

With your dawdling beau

Inspirational quotes

Make you puke,

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The unsaid, uneasy.

There is no rain.

No water.

No lake.

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SCIENCE OF LIFE . . .

. . . even when you’re not looking; especially when you’re not looking.

SCIENCE OF LIFE

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Take umbrage.

Sour all I have.

I used to allow it.

Did not rock kismet

Delight in peals of spring.

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I mired. Flickered,

Got the dirt on

A waif, wily, perverting

High school rituals

Claw hammering rivals

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Blind to the nests

Cocoons, hives, shells

Snoozing in biology class

Oblivious to living organisms

Living in, on, through us.

All escaped our attention.

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Now I name stars

Species, ripen salmon

Salvage withered pines

Old friends, repair things

Beyond repair

Sail toward a ship.

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