Lonesome morning running shoes.
Rain on the way to the
Dollar jail. Forget lying preachers.
Goodbye doctors.
from Four Line Blues Poems
Tag: Random Acts of Poetry
“Scruples”
The gloaming brings a pulsation.
Here I yield. Thither I go.
At the least I'll pull and all-nighter.
At the most I'll be carelessly disobedient.
The figurative is piffle.
The literal is caution.
from Firsts and Lasts
“8”
Your mercy letter satisfied my sorry.
Forget the love. Lost any on
Crying blind rain. Take back all
She put on a name.
from Four Line Blues Poems
“Conceited”
You smile words that are
Boorish, ostentatious, and whimsical
To explain it all away.
Your desire to sanitize through language
Is ineffectual and unmanageable.
I see through your malefic designs.
Words do not make one saintly.
The beatific are incorporeal.
from Firsts and Lasts
“7”
Crying woman walking out.
Suitcase, station, town-gone.
Lying luck, sad heart.
Half tired nobody blues.
from Four Line Blues Poems
“Providence”
A contagion exacerbated the dissolution.
One can't undo the dishonesy but
One can do the next best thing.
Be watchful for false applause and
Joyful tears. This kind of knavery flies a
Special kind of pennant.
from Firsts and Lasts
“5”
I'll die worry hearted, whiskey broke. Deep hole sorrow killing sleep. Old leaving feeling. Despair driving down my tears.
from Four Line Blues Poems
“Gallimaufry”
You words are synonyms for armament. A peddler of malignity. Trying to sell a Megahit of leanness. Take a breath. Realize my lenity is not Owed to you benevolence. Self-worth is for the self. It's not for you to sell You evil pitchman.
from Firsts and Lasts
“1”
I cried a sweet lonesome letter before morning. Goodbye doctor bills. Gonna face the Deep life. Feeling sick drink trouble. An aching hearted nobody.
from Four Line Blues Poems
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