Oct 12
Untitiled I Walk
October 12th, 2009 by poetryman · No Comments
Untitled I walk
through life
with a shrink
from Yugoslavia,
whose as large as big foot.
With a novel in one hand,
and shaking his fingers at me
with the other,
he wants to control me with a shovel,
tie me in knot balls, emotional twisters,
and squeeze the emotional pages
out of my life like a twisted sponge.
I retaliate, control him back,
wage war in a vicarious cycle
squeeze his testicles like electrical wires
inside my mind’s eye,
cut his tongue with razors,
dull his clinical words.
Play his game, only better.
He picks up the play phone,
threatens to call the police,
leashing me in my corner
like a trapped dog
forces me to bark
into submission
like a beagle basset bitch.
He treats me with word babble.
I tell him he is a damn Ukrainian idiot.
Peeved off I race
to the parking lot, head to the bushes,
like a blue racer snake threatened,
hop bunny rabbit into my S-10
Chevy pick-up truck,
memo pad in hand,
scribbling ruminating notes
I surrender naked till my next prescription,
untitled I walk.
No commentsOct 2
Life Will Always Give You Something
October 2nd, 2009 by Stephanie Pasternak · No Comments
You’re the empty glass that’s still half full,
An angel, one wing dysfunctional.
The kid who’s never quite like the rest,
A puzzle with some pieces missing,
A beaver with one tooth, at best.
The luscious lips without the kissing.
Sometimes life will give you lemons
And sometimes only one.
Take these gifts and learn their lessons,
Your battles aren’t always meant to be won.
Sep 30
Nimbus
September 30th, 2009 by alli elizabeth skeehan · No Comments
You smell
like home to me.
Your kisses
taste of youth,
your old world ways
making that
a welcome lie.
and there is
no place I’d rather be
than here,
curled into the crook
of your shoulder,
feeling the warm heaviness
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Jan 26
NO HOLDS BARD 2009 RESOLUTIONS
January 26th, 2009 by dr. charles frederickson · No Comments

20/20 VISION
III.
I crave your perfumed essence
Undiluted heartfelt lumpy pillow talk
Seductive animal instinct musky lust
Tantalizing nosegay satin ribbon clutch
No commentsJan 23
DIVINING ROD
January 23rd, 2009 by dr. charles frederickson · No Comments
DIVINING ROD
Source diminished to mere trickle
Hushed up gurgles imitating laughter
Silent energy of nature stirring
Restive soul to inmost depths
Winding idly downstream from elsewhere
Meandering aimless flow off course
Waylaid river of no return
Twisted fate around next bend
No commentsJan 22
Winds of Change
January 22nd, 2009 by martha cinader mims · No Comments
I want to
arrive on
the wings of
a dove hear
the rustle
of my feath-
ers in the
winds of change.
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Jan 21
NO MORE LOVE POEM
January 21st, 2009 by daniel de culla · No Comments
Please Stop.
I don’t want falling in Love
& being pretty smart
O mamma mia
When the Train is Gone
I throwed in motion:
I don’t hit the nail on the head¡
I’m going wild against the Wall
Slap-up meal. Read more
No commentsJan 21
NO HOLDS BARD 2009 RESOLUTIONS
January 21st, 2009 by dr. charles frederickson · No Comments
20/20 VISION
II.
Marsh shedding velvety cattail fuzz
Minute brown florets hipboot waders
Pliant reeds bent on secreting
‘Til tomorrow brittle confidences snap
No commentsJan 20
TRANSFORMATION
January 20th, 2009 by Dr. T. Ashok Chakravarthy · No Comments
Same, the very same illusions
The very same apprehensions
Distract the ever budding visions
Dampening my future aspirations.
As a child, life seemed more secure
But vanished as illusory nightmares;
The heart-tempting youthful glitters
Captivated me with romantic gestures.
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Jan 16
Rod Stroked Survival with a Deadly Hammer
January 16th, 2009 by michael lee johnson · No Comments
Rebecca fantasized that life was a lottery ticket or a pull of a lever,
that one of the bunch in her pocket was a winner or the slots were a redeemer;
but life itself was not real that was strictly for the mentally insane at the Elgin
Mental Institution.
She gambled her savings away on a riverboat
stuck in mud on a riverbank, the Grand Victoria, in Elgin, Illinois.
Her bare feet were always propped up on wooden chair; Read more
Jan 16
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
January 16th, 2009 by dr. charles frederickson · No Comments

Abuse of power of abuse
Tortured justice crying Uncle Sam
Water-boarding sore loser surfers capsized
Don’t Gitmo satisfaction Cubano misfires
No commentsJan 15
HOW FAR IS IT ….
January 15th, 2009 by Dr. T. Ashok Chakravarthy · No Comments
The menacing clouds of war
Often pounce to create havoc,
The pigeons of peace
Scared and scattered, fly away.
The storm of hatred
The storm of enmity
The storm of death
The storm of destruction,
These devastating forces
Design the ugly face of war.
No commentsJan 14
BRIO TRIO
January 14th, 2009 by dr. charles frederickson · No Comments

Renewal of liberty fair-minded justice
Universal What the Health insurance
A-OK – serving All Our Kids
No commentsJan 14
that’s the way life be
January 14th, 2009 by Rain · No Comments
Jan 13
A POSITIVE SPIRIT
January 13th, 2009 by Dr. T. Ashok Chakravarthy · No Comments
Yes, day by day, year after year
While age peels layer after layer,
The seasons of life lose their glitter
Fearful, the spirit of life withers.
The most treasured life’s seasons
Slowly sail into the memories ocean,
Childhood and youth remain a passion
Enticing with ever-new hopes, often.
No commentsJan 12
Nikki Purrs
January 12th, 2009 by michael lee johnson · No Comments
Soft nursing
5 solid minutes
of purr
paw peddling
like a kayak competitor
against ripples of my
60 year old river rib cage− Read more
No commentsJan 12
NO HOLDS BARD 2009 RESOLUTIONS
January 12th, 2009 by dr. charles frederickson · No Comments

20/20 VISION
XVI.
Phoenix ashes annulled in flames
Firebirds rekindling myths stoking embers
Scarlet plumage tickling storybook fancy
Stragglers playing catch-up left behind
No commentsJan 9
Charley Plays a Tune
January 9th, 2009 by michael lee johnson · No Comments
Crippled with arthritis
and Alzheimer’s,
in a dark rented room,
Charley plays
melancholic melodies
on a dust filled
harmonica he
found abandoned
on a playground of sand
years ago by a handful of children Read more
No commentsJan 9
20/20 Vision XVII
January 9th, 2009 by dr. charles frederickson · No Comments

Who invented Euclidean geometry anyway
Pretzel logic twisted into shape
RR-Xing diminishing perspective tunnel vision
Parallel line horizons eventually merge
No commentsJan 8
Mother, Edith, at 98
January 8th, 2009 by michael lee johnson · No Comments
Edith, in this nursing home
blinded with macular degeneration,
I come to you with your blurry
eyes, crystal sharp mind,
your countenance of grace−
as yesterday’s winds
I have chosen to consume you
and take you away.
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