Drunkard's Sonnet

I know you mad he says. I’ll eat
Da dinner tamorra. Jush let me ast
One thing. If you was to die and Go
Stand in front a God’s frone an he ast you
Who is it in the world dat loved you the most.
Who would you say? Come on?

There’s a bitter taste in her mouth
When she answers the question
He poses after falling into bed.
You, she admits. You are the one
Who loves me more and truer
Than anyone ever did.

And it’s you who always thinks the worst of me
When something goes wrong, but he was snoring.

On cold days
I'm happy.
Content to stoke
my own fire.

I float,
hang
dead still
feet down
in the lake.
Only
long hair
and eyes
or maybe
only body
and wiggling
digits

I am
queen
of the world
between
over
and
under.

Oh yeah. Great image. Nice.

She keeps

a tall jar
of blue
porcelain
filled
with cattails.

Seeds in
suspension;
ready to say
yes.

dear Lavonne

the ' tall ' and ' cattails ' weaves well together fine imagery.
much enjoyed
silent lotus


~

Commedienne

Parts of me
are
famous
she said.
I limp like
Fred Sanford,
have
Marty Feldman's
eyes
and a mouth just
like Rosanne.

Commedienne

Parts of me
are
famous
she said.
I limp like
Fred Sanford,
have
Marty Feldman's
eyes
and a mouth just
like Rosanne.

Then she should be funny and rich.  Like this one.

Adam and Eve's Road Trip

Damascus Hwy, February 19, 2011

Go ahead. Let's
take that road.
Looks like a really
interesting dirt road.

Hell no; I'm stayin'
on this highway.
Last time I listened to you
we ended up bein' chased
by a farmer with a
shot gun.

hand held open
a platform
for flight

a few black feathers
left as payment
for carresses

To Persistence

She's tired, next to her,
husband flips the remote back
and forth and back.
The phone rings, he doesn't move
She gets up, crosses in front
of basketball highlights while he
wobbles his head to see around.
Unknown number. Again. "Mrs. S?"
"I don't do research or buy anything
over the phone." She disconnects.
Took less than two seconds.
The caller is quickly on to another victim.

Back in her chair she smiles,
having done a fellow telemarketer a favor.

.

Mountain shivers
Early crows
pick over debris

Liberty

Amna slept in the streets
with other men
and women
fought along side
her people
celebrated with
her people
when she came home
she folded the green flag
tucked it away
on the top shelf
within reach