YOU ASKED |
YOU ASKED IF I'D WRITE ONE FOR YOU
---------------for S----with sadness
You asked if I'd write a poem for you someday
An epitaph of sorts, a special goodbye for you alone
After all the h...
Posted by Mr Maxsys on Sun, 15 Jun 2008 05:24:00 PST |
ALONE |
HAPPY MOST, WHEN ALONE &nb
sp; (for K)
The giant rodents are noisy out in the back yard again
They have rediscovered th...
Posted by Mr Maxsys on Sun, 20 Apr 2008 02:23:00 PST |
COWBOY LOVE |
COWBOY LOVE
For T
I grew up on a farm you told me proudly
I know the smell of cow dung on the cowboy ...
Posted by Mr Maxsys on Sat, 12 Apr 2008 01:20:00 PST |
CHANGE |
Change
I find that my ever-changing face and moods
Are not the first things that you seek when you arrive:
Prepped up by sleep and dreams or on that lucky night
That you share with someone smooth and ...
Posted by Mr Maxsys on Fri, 28 Mar 2008 02:06:00 PST |
A Cruel World: A narrative |
I think that you are familiar with cast of characters and surely will find all of this an extended adolescent moment:The fat girl (Patti, but we won't use the real names) was playing some annoying mus...
Posted by Mr Maxsys on Fri, 02 Nov 2007 03:05:00 PST |
Autumn Begins |
..>
..>
Autumn Begins in Martins Ferry, Ohio
by James Wright
In the Shreve High football stadium,I think of Polacks nursing long beers in Tiltonsville,And gray faces of Negroes in the...
Posted by Mr Maxsys on Tue, 18 Sep 2007 02:07:00 PST |
OLD |
You sit,
wrinkle up delicately,
prune-body suddenly without life.
You squawk,
not unlike an aged cock
at the dawn;
yet, you live,
happy that the years
no longer find
new targets
for their sledge hamme...
Posted by Mr Maxsys on Mon, 23 Jul 2007 12:20:00 PST |
EGG |
I intend to create,
under dreaming eyelids,
an unenormous untruth in trees -
bird.
M
Posted by Mr Maxsys on Mon, 23 Jul 2007 12:15:00 PST |
Death of Mr M |
It was only seconds really, after the doctor's scalpel reached out like a gunshot and ended some of the liquid-control valves that keep the heart running...seconds that stretch into hours in the mind....
Posted by Mr Maxsys on Sat, 07 Jul 2007 01:04:00 PST |
The Two-Headed Calf |
LAURA GILPIN
The Two-headed Calf
Tomorrow when the farm boys find this
freak of nature, they will wrap his body
in newspapaer and carry him to the museum.
But tonight he is alive and in ...
Posted by Mr Maxsys on Tue, 23 Jan 2007 01:19:00 PST |
