It spits and gallops That thing SOMEthing of course What did you think I meant?
Category: Poetry
Lee Nelson and the Best-Before Fairy
It is said that your fate is out of your hands That nothing you do will change the stars’ plans But people who say that never met Lee Nelson, A boy who, one evening, learned an unusual lesson
The Monsters Are Real!
Every year there is a special day It comes just once, at Autumn’s end When the ghosts of the past come out to play And shadows start to descend
It’s not enough to tell you “I love thee”
It’s not enough to tell you “I love thee”
In Consideration
I begged my Grandma: “Pleeeaaaseee?” And she said: “Honey, ain’t nobody gonna get what they want by screamin’ at me.”
The Woman
A beaded dress, blitzy, with pretty fringe and golden straps.
One evening I was listening for bullfrogs
One evening I was listening for bullfrogs in the marshy yard outside my grampa’s old house.
The Juncture
Deeply moored beneath a carpet of clay, some gravel, decaying humus, and a warren of refuse-- a limestone cave swells in a small cavity of dripping bedrock.
Scratchywarm
Night time comes and I scoot into bed and little gnomes pull the covers over my head and scratch my skin til I’m warm
Double Dog Dare
It rained when we visited - we hadn't been prepared We dried off by her fireplace and tried not to stare The kids from the neighborhood said her eyes were like moons Her hair reached the floor and she spoke only in runes
THE RABID RABBIT 