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The back of Monhegan rises Over a hundred feet above the sea Like a bit of wild Ireland I am partway down A series of climbable ledges Picking up shards of glass Green and amber and clear splinters Of what’s left of beer bottles That were lobbed from the top of the cliff After the …
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That’s a lie The first sip isn’t sweet But with the first sip Everything else just Smacks of sweet I’m just saying My first sip says Life is sweet The second sip says That was then Third sip Toughen up mister The last sip is Strong bitter cool And I get to thinking I remember …
Covid-19, you have done a number on me as a poet! For that I am cautiously grateful. I don’t think I can ever get back to My old pre-Covid relationship to poetry Even if I wanted to, Which I’m not sure I do. The pandemic hasn’t made me a better poet, However that might be …
Now all I seem to be able to do is write strange Poems Even eating is like Isn’t there a better way to get nourishment Even sleeping It’s like hauling my ass dream to dream It’s like Where is this? Who are you? Knock knock Who’s there? It’s nobody again The door is a hole …
A bunny for your blush I read And sign the damn petition Sign the petition Save the planet Sign We want you Bald, weary Driven, depressed Tired of petitions Join us Sign the charter Sign and forget about it How about this free offer What does your shirt say Our shirts are talking My shirt …
I want to write about How Covid-19 is not the biggest setback That this country has faced. Granted, it has set us back irretrievably So the life we lived before the pandemic Is a memory. Speaking of memories, And with plenty of time on my hands, I need to talk about Something that happened in …
Fire in the shithouse Salt in the sea Nothing in the mirror No reflection on me Night in just 12 hours Gray skies at 4 Sour grapes for breakfast Package at the door Sitting in a pricker bush How did I get here Good-night so tired Turning on my ear What’s in your wallet What’s …
I’m 69 years old, Living at the end of a long dirt road and drive. They haven’t called me back to work yet But I imagine it won’t be long. (My job that I get a paycheck for Is not quite essential.) I haven’t been to town for a long time. My car has been …
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The Earth is our beloved grandmother Lying mortally ill in a nursing home (Did you think that she was my grandmother? For surely I thought she was yours) Or is she in a hospital ICU? I’m telling you we have lost her She is everyone’s Grandmother Struggling to breathe When Covid-19 slowed us down (Her …
They come from space From the space station They look nice All dressed the same Germ free Straight from the mission Dream alert What is That distant sound Trying to get through my tinnitus? Could that be Gabriel’s horn? I’m not ready Spirit walk with me I don’t like …