Tag: poetry
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Naval gazing Thursday
It’s cold Not biting Smell’s burning outside I breathed it in here I did Deeply Head up, nose into it Ribs opened sideways And pulled it in Coals glow there Something plastic thrown in the fire and melts on a log Beers tipped Passed smokables around a pit I hate fuzzy white bunnies Or move […]
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Teapot needs a cosy
My fridge Knows When its Cold outside It succumbs And Follows suit Why one stays put when the desire to leave remains strong. . . Bon nuit..
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Reading the A train
The MTA and Poetry Society select poems, as part of the Poetry in Motion program, to post on Gotham’s beloved metro system. One from this years’ selections includes an excerpt from In My Craft and Sullen Art by Dylan Thomas. The Poetry Foundation posts the entire poem here. Since I consider myself somewhat illiterate when […]
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My sister will love this one
This is dedicated to my sister. When we swam in the family pond as tadpoles, she told me she’d go through my things and laugh at my lists. Well, I’m listing less now and this comes kind of late into new year days, but what the hay. For my sister.. Eat the skins of root […]
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Sticking to resolution 18
Missed the morning’s yoghurt. Walked right past the fridge and didn’t grab one to go. Didn’t stand at the counter a minute to breathe, eat, relax a moment before heading out. Sore throat persisted tonight. No sleep for it. Thought persisted. Take the moment breathe, stand at the counter, and eat the yoghurt. Back in […]
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Huevo
Did you boil some eggs last night Rise at the buzzer and crack one open This will be your snooze bar Tap roll it along the counter in your flattened palm See if you can wedge the shells off in two sel, piper, crushed red pepper