Tribute to Wolfie
They call him a wolf
A hunter of sheepish words
Nothing deters him
As his paws scratch the dirt
Into symbols of fascinating earth
Speaking in fragments
Tribute to The Amazing Ink Slinger
Ink slung on the wall, shown
Like an abstract perfection
Leaves me in obsession
Reading between each line
She was beautiful when she lied.
Not one… no… TWO Poetry features in one day?! Thank you so very much… I’m going to go and faint now.
Gears have teeth
You can weld closed her cracks,
fill shut her holes with patty,
panel beat out her dents,
and grind down her rough edges
But you can’t save a woman
I do not understand how some people can draw so wonderfully. I am still over here drawing stick figures and patterns with stars, circles, and squares. The level and capability of...
Slowly, steadily, surely,
politicians are sneaking the end of the world
past our teeth:
it’s a matter of national security.
It takes too much work to see the signs
And I’ll keep on crying until my eyes are all dried up and the pain has peeled off my skin like a bad sunburn and I can finally close my eyes to dream instead of conversing with...
Love You Too
sanddollarpoems: Mike’s Note: Ann is a sweet person and an excellent writer. I heard a rumor that this might have been written for me. Thank you, it may well be the...