8-word poem: THE NEW INDIANA JONES MOVIE STORY

His stupid hat,
His stupid whip:
Who cares?

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Mannish woman
Applying makeup:
Racing stripes
On forklift.

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Mistakes,
I've made
A few.
Really bad
Ones.

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God
Reminder:
I thought
It would be
Music.

8-word poem: THE WORDS OVERHEARD THAT I WILL PROBABLY NEVER SAY IN MY LIFE STORY

I've got
Packing
To do;
I'm closing
Tomorrow.

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Dear Reader(s):

I have been nominated for The 2008 Poet Laureate Of The Blogosphere!

Vote for me by clicking here.



If you've enjoyed even 7 words of one of my 8-word poems, slaked your thirst for snark with one of my Slipshod Sonnets, or found yourself thinking "That's possibly deep - though I'm not entirely sure!" after pondering one of my long form poetic extravaganzas, well now you can share the love and give something back.

Imagine: fame, fortune, a steaming hot cup of jack squat. These can all be mine, with your help!

Thank you in advance for your vote(s).

8-word poem: THE BREECE D'J PANCAKE STORY

He reminds me
Of me:
A sad
Asshole.

iTuneage - recent baker's dozen

1. "Je T'aime Moi Non Plus" - Serge Gainsbourg & Jane Birkin
2. "The Man Who Sold The World" - Nirvana
3. "Dead Sound" - The Raveonettes
4. "Burning In The Flame of Love" - The Del Lords
5. "2006" - Hello Saferide
6. "I'm Gonna Miss You Someday" - Ape Hangers
7. "Machine Gun" - The Peter Brötzmann Octet
8. "Mouth For War" - Pantera
9. "Shang A Dang Dang" - Lambchop
10. "Momma's Little Jewel" - Mott The Hoople
11. "Pushin' Too Hard" - Pere Ubu
12. "Wild Wild Life" - Talking Heads
13. "Runaway Train" - Soul Asylum

8-word poem

The pain
Of being
Alive;
Now that's
Exquisite.

A PAIR OF RAGGED CLAWS SCUTTLING, MY ASS

Learning to live with God
In the solution

Feeling like a dream could fix this
And a fix could dream this
And a daydream deceiver

And the end of all things
And the thing of it is
And the is is the thing

And big and fat and gay as a lifestyle
And tall and short and all Dr. Seuss
And killing time with everyone in sight

And waiting and wondering like Jim
And watching the wheels like John
And pitying the three blind mice like so

No no no no
And no and no and no and no
And no
   And no
      And no
         And no
No no no no no no no

And questions of intimacy
And unfortunate realizations
And every last inappropriate fucking thing

And how's my driving?
And how's my tone?
And how's my cat?

No, yes?
No!

And no and no and no and no
No no no no no.

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The self:
Lord,
I could tell
You stories.

R.I.P.

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Gertrude Stein
Can do
No wrong
Wrong
No.

8-word poem: AFTER BASHO

My neighbor:
How does
He live?

Who cares?

* * *

Inspired by Jake Duffy.

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We take turns
Being idiots;
It's your
Turn.

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Poem written
In graphite—
I hope
It smears.

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Long distance:
It feels
Further than
It is.

SLOTH

Wears a collar of gold
carries a lace hankie
lavender scented.

Hates his face
says he wants to
shave it away.

When the books are
balanced he will learn
to dance.

TAGGED

MsHellion has tagged me with a challenge.

The rules:

1) Write your own six word memoir
2) Post it on your blog; include a visual illustration if you’d like
3) Link to the person that tagged you in your post, and to the original post if possible
4) Tag at least five more blogs with links
5) Leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play!


  (Photo by MsAPhillips)



My memoir: ...And the lemon flower is sweet.

I tag: Richard Lopez, Steakbellie, Pearl, William, and Kat.

8-word poem

Feels
Like taking
Steps
Is getting me
Somewhere.

8-word poem

How many
Fare thee wells
Have I left?

Slipshod Sonnet #16

Beat those sentiments with a stick!
Is anybody buying this? Or going
to San Antone? If you see her, say
goodbye. Remember, Road Trip 101:
There was an Italian pistol in the
glove compartment. Leisure rhymes
with seizure. "Mends and restores
luminosity" (bullshit). Grandeur &
Majesty! Golf Carts of the Gods. The
masters on a wild crash diet, all curves
and big girl shoes versus male enhance-
ment, much mentioned. I swear these
were my dying words: "Let your heart
beat to a religion lacking rhythm."

8-word poem: THE JESUS CHRIST EVEN THIS DIE-HARD ROLLING STONES FAN HAS HAD ENOUGH STORY

Shine A Light?
More like:
Pull the plug!

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Spring is here!
The hipsters
Are buying
Hibachis!

* * *

Atlantic Mall
Brooklyn, New York

BECAUSE THE WORLD NEEDS TO KNOW

My GoodReads review of Love Is A Mix Tape:

This is not a good book, and I am now quite concerned about the mental state of several formerly trustworthy souls who recommended it.

While the story is moving and worth reporting, the writing is hopelessly precious.

Also, the author has profoundly shitty taste in music, thus negating the entire premise from word one!

Sheer crap.

8-word poem

Up down
Side to
Side
Over under
Done

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We can
Never know
Who's missing
Whom now.

POET LAUREATE OF THE BLOGOSPHERE

In addition to April Fool's Day, April 1st ushers in National Poetry Month. Coincidence?

In observance of this celebration, Bloggingpoet.com has today opened nominations for 2008 Poet Laureate of the Blogosphere.

The BloggingPoet.com has hosted the Election for the last 4 years and stresses the Poet Laureate of the "Blogosphere is the only laureateship chosen by readers."

NO ONE GETS TO CALL SHOTGUN IN THE AFTERLIFE; THE AFTERLIFE CALLS SHOTGUN ON YOU

So now what? You've earned whatever
you call this. No fear of the here and
now (saying something), but of a room
with no view. Just enough left to make
killing off the remaining possibilities
attractive. A quiet corner with space for
prayer (knees) and the vaguest daylight
crack of salvation. Which is hope with
a religious upbringing. In the land of
might not be the best idea the natives
welcome us with open pincers. Maybe
one does step over, walking through a
door, the kind they have in submarines.
You need to raise your leg with purpose.