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Poetry Now and Then (Dos) | By: Esther Maypole Posted on: Fri, May 01 2009 - 6:13 amThoughtles
Turkey wattles Verbal battles Empty bottles Tipsy toddles Loving models Partner coddles Doggeral jottles Flatware rattles Tablecloth mottles Sibling spattles Everyone tattles
November 25, 2011 Valparaiso, IN This Started Out as Frowning Fun but now - The spoils of oil: formerly loyal coin but now hard toil and the boil of roiling soiled waters. Trompe d'oil along marshes, foiling coiling DNA, spoiling sport and trolling vessels and strolling in voile and coyly lolling. Doilies of oil on silicon sands, anointing points and coves and protesting doves and Gargoyled pelicans cloistered not on clean Aeolian isles, but ours. Shoaled. Turmoil of cloying clotting death, broiling in hot sunny joyless spume. June 12 - 14, 2010 Valparaiso, Indiana First Revision Who mourns the passing of winter? Icicles weep. Snow melts in tears. Ice floes drown. Snow banks fail While the icy blast breathes its last. Who mourns the passing of the season? Winter only. Only winter. No one else has reason - Unless he's got skis on! March 24, 2010 Valparaiso, IN
Blaster blasted Who mourns the passing of winter? Icicles weep. Snow melts in grief. Ice floes drown themselves in warm water. Frozen ledges break from river slopes, downstream hurtling suicidally crashing over spring falls. The icy blast breathes its last. Who mourns the passing of the season? Winter only. Only winter. No one else has reason. March 20, 2010 Valparaiso, IN
Christmas 1999/2003 I am standing on the corner selling newspapers telling ourselves how we are all lying twisting in the political winds I am dying for a kind word but all I get from you is your small change The green fish on your white bumper stickers swim into the distance Save me Save me January 2004 Corvallis, OR
May First The cruel, foolish fist Of April Opens. What's inside? ??!? Laugh foolishly, Look around See. May 1, 2009 Valparaiso, IN
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