Thursday, September 8, 2011

Your Taste



You are dark and scathing
hinting at forgotten pleasure
bribing my subconscious
beneath a cloak of sultry red still
you continue to whisper my name.

Tempting rogue
you alone know how to
twist my desire
and color my lust.

I am a nun
and solitary.

This phase will
forge
my chain
secure my allegiance
rebuild a bold character
and transform my prison
but I shall die
before I
forget
your taste.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Emotional Muggers


An Emotional Mugging

is calling up your family
expecting an earful
but getting
an exploding doormat  instead.

is thinking your friends
have your best interests
in mind and finding they’ve
relished eating your heart out.

Emotional muggers
know something
nasty about you
and aren’t afraid to use it.

Emotional muggers
can cripple you
with their love.


Tuesday, September 6, 2011

First Friday- Poetry Slam

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Spiders

Spider ling’s balloon
over tiny strands of silk
thread- trapeze artists.

Steel spiders muscle 
circus owner, draw sideshow
acts to live wire.

Spider vein try-out’s
announced in carnival ad
beach sandals welcome.

Monday, September 5, 2011

Tall, Thin, Young and Gassy—pidgin poem




One sistah from Kahaluu
stay
carving
into da
banyan tree
next to da
Hygenic Store.

She waitin on Kimo
da kine moke neva even
graduate Castle High School.

Da tita
get one zit da size
of one forklift
on top her
nose.
Pretty soon
she gonna pop da bugga
da ting going ooze
and she going use 'um fo
fill-in da kine words
into dat tree.

Words like
I gonna get you fo dis, KIMO
I not playin wit you
no more games-- gangsta.
I like wrap your brains round dis tree
wat you tink, I no life.
You tink I
going stay hea foreva.

So she tink and she write
some ting else into dat tree
dat no one eva going forget.

It say,
Kimo like sleep
wit ladies undawea on, cuz
he got one ting for -- red lace BVD’S


Dat going fix da bugga.

She smiling now
like she wen release
one huge
onolicious fart.


“Kay den, she say,
my work
pau hea
wea  you like go?”

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Trending Pointless




I admit it
I am
not the sharpest knife
in the drawer.
Actually I hail from
a whole set
of dull knives.

In fact, the sharpest one
is currently afflicted with
a pitting problem. No cure
missing some stainless parts
if you know what I mean.

It is surprising
shocking really
that not even one
sibling in the drawer
has an ounce of steel  
or any hidden alloy
of any cutting edge value.

Apparently
when the big guy upstairs
was doling out sharpeners
we all
skipped class.

I must admit-- I’m worried  
the makeup exam
appears to involve
massive pumpkins
and no one’s trained
in carving
except of course
our distant cousin
an ancient
serrated edge
with a long handle
sketching a subliminal
outline.

Friday, September 2, 2011

Multiverse--cinquain

More than
One--is it true
that there is more than ONE!
Maybe we’ll get one more chance to
survive.

 Matter
 exists, to learn
 our origin, stars
 progress, energy amplified
 study.

 Science
 Mathematics
 divide reality
 Quantum theory resides within
 space time.


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