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PurpleZephyrUnicorn Flounces from the Forum
i been @7 other sites n every1 says my poems
touch there souls n also i won a contest once
and was published in an anthology you might
have heard of
Categories: Poetry, NaPoWriMo 2006, Variations on Martial
Burn Barrel
The house was cleaned by neighbor girls,
who pulled out the couch as if vacuuming
unused corners of the room could help.
Categories: Poetry, NaPoWriMo 2006
Untitled
Fog stalks the treeline across the field,
sniffs at the branches, wraps a long tongue
around the trunks, tastes the sap. It will not
eat us for hours; it will hunt in the distance
while we watch and listen to the bellows
of consumed cattle, the cries of birds
who blundered into its shoulder and disappeared.
Categories: Poetry, NaPoWriMo 2006
Here Lies Little Boat
Made of “mountain-grown timber” and so forth.
[Insert metaphor here, re: virgin planks
plunging into the bawdy sea.]
Categories: Poetry, NaPoWriMo 2006, Variations on Catullus
Another Love Poem
She seems a god to us, who stands on hilltops,
string tangled in her fingers, waiting for the wind
to snap the kite out of her hands.
Categories: Poetry, NaPoWriMo 2006
After the woman calls for the tenth time, leaving no message
The sharks are invited;
the sharks are what she is after: Look, darling,
at the fins, how they cut water like Armani suits
in a WalMart crowd. Look how their teeth
cut all the bonds you used to tie me
Categories: Poetry, NaPoWriMo 2006
Pinocchio
The surgeon shows him pictures;
he picks the one he wants:
The swelling will make it grow,
he says, laughing.
Categories: Poetry, NaPoWriMo 2006
Just Before Dawn, the Mona Lisa Explodes
The protective glass shatters; oil boils
through the splintered seams.
Rust-colored paint pools on the floor,
coagulates like blood. She’s discovered
by the janitor, half mopped up before
he realizes what he’s seeing.
Categories: Poetry, NaPoWriMo 2006
Six Months at Sea
When his crew could not bear the blue on blue
any longer, they gave Columbus three days.
I would dive to the bottom of the ocean
to escape these rolling planks.
Categories: Poetry, NaPoWriMo 2006
Poet Responds to the Plagiarist
My poems, PurpleZephyrUnicorn,
that you mistype and punctuate like a three-year old
who just discovered the shift key! & *wow*
(like) that’s so: you know, flattering!!
Categories: Poetry, NaPoWriMo 2006, Variations on Martial