Tag Archives: 30 poems in 30 days

I’d like

I’d like a wind-up watch, they don’t need instructions. I’d like a key that isn’t a card, my Visa won’t open a door. I’d like a tan that comes from the sun, the liquid turns me orange. I’d like a … Continue reading

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Gratitude in Three Stages of Life

Are you sure your friend knows that you like her? She helped you cheat on the history test, She distracted your mother as you went through her purse. Of all birthday gifts, hers was always the best. So take time, … Continue reading

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Conspiracy Conspiracy

I now know the truth, I figured it out. There’s a New Wold Order, LBJ killed JFK, Paul is Dead and Jews conspire to rule. The army shot a plane down over Long Island Sound. The CIA caused 9/11, aliens … Continue reading

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Poetry for Children

I sat down to read some poems for children. I’m shocked how the poets kill ’em: Falling out of their cradles, eating too much string, For laughing as a hearse goes by, Burned alive for telling a lie, Don’t forget … Continue reading

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Surfeit of Nonsense

This morning I woke up with the word “surfeit” in my mind. No idea why. I couldn’t remember whether it meant too many or not enough. So I had fun with a thesaurus. This is a participatory poem. Add your … Continue reading

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Ghost

Ghost My grandmother wore a white sheet on Halloween. Black oxford stout-heeled shoes poked out from under the hem. She walked with her familiar rock to side to side. Her pale blue eyes glinted through the eye holes. She was … Continue reading

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Carnival Ride

Carnival Ride, Mid-West State Fair, 1949 A ride like never before seen! The Amazing Tiltawaki Racing Machine! Hold on, kiddies! Don’t fret, mother. For a ride, it’s as safe as any other. Let Tommy ride, he’s almost fourteen. There they … Continue reading

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Corn

Corn The dark roiling sky churns for hours, refusing to open. The sky flashes lightning, igniting a barn, but refusing to open. The hard earth shrinks, and like a web across the field, cracks open. The dust, the stalks lie … Continue reading

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