Alphabet Poems

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1

Again
We bellow at cars
Driving, enough fuel to
Get home.
I joke - Kisses, Love!
To me! Not others.
Please?
I'm quiet.
Really - I'm sorry
Tell me - that
Unless the verizon
Widens
Exponentially
You'll be in my
Zone
(My car zone)
Again.

2

Am I
Benign-
Or crazy?
Dancing erratically,
Following
Ghosts home.
I jump,
Kissing lightning,
Mirthfully nature opens
Precipitation
Quietly
My revels
Suddenly turn,
Underwater, veering
Worthlessly -
-I'm extraordinary
- I'm young.
Zero years old
A ghost of rain.

3 (backwards)

Zealot!
You exclaim wildly
Visiting until
Television steals reality -
Quietly, pensively,
Only now may laughter
Kill
Jovial intentions.
How?
God.
For enough debt,
Crying bequeaths
Animosity.

4 (backwards)

Zero young.
Xylophones wring out
Vestiges
Until the sneaking
Reality of the quiet
Persists.
Only now
May loud kazoos
Just imitate her growth.
For everything down creek -
Be alright.

5

Again - breathe close darling -
Enough for girls, holding in judgement,
Kalidoscoping like mites
Nesting on powdered quilts -
Restless, scratching,
Tossing until visions wake.
Exunt.
You're zilch.

Poems

The following posts are poems I wrote in my weekly creative writing class taught by Irene Zahava. I'm hoping to read them live somewhere soon, as for me that's a more powerful channel for poetry. I'm pretty happy with them at this point, and hope more that are similar will soon be written. Let me know what you think.
Love Cady

Here I Am

Half woman, half horse –
Horse half missing –
They’re cruel, always.
Skinny legs like skewers
Yet they mock her –
Centaur – relentless and
Sickening – her perfection
Causes this flower
To wilt and rot –
A weed remaining
Too quiet
Uncomfortable
This is friendship?
I don’t count these
Friends in the count
Of true feelings
What are they
Saying when I’m
Not here
Here I am
Here I must remain
Love or leave or mock quietly
While we hum in a chorus
Of self- selected ignorance.

Brief Encounter

A refrigerator elevator escalator
Who are we?
A coffee grinder, blender strainer
I know who you are
A seashell, watermelon perfection
I don’t know who I am
Yet, without debrief
You know who I am
Developer, construction railway
Our faces connect invisible
Stairway, radio underwater
Let’s make poetry
With
Our encounter, jackknife, shoulder pad
Of
Everyday weekends lemons always
Everywhere
And nowhere
When I am everywhere
You are everywhere.

Small Wisdoms

That’ll bruise –
Keep your head covered
Religious – you started it
Worship the drama
A musical rendition of
Your everyday life
Don’t attend the premiere –
You’ve lived it,
It’s over
It’s never over until
You end it or
Burn the books
Reject, refresh
You’ve been here before –
LEARN
Take the small wisdoms
You have and stop
Repeating, repeating, repeating
What you know will be
Bad when summer
Ends and your real life
Remains
Stalled and the same and
Unacceptable.

A Strange and Wonderful Place

Buzzing, whirring –
Clock hands spinning
Like carousels, horses –
Galloping, clods of
Dirt developing dusts endless.
Endless like charcoal
Ruined socks, angry
Families – passive aggressive
Escape from reality
Strange and wonderful
And strange and angry
Just wasps and Morse code
Of JUSTICE.
Developing, denying –
Friendships begin where
Amusement parks end
Our lives are tea cups,
Twirling around endlessly
Going nowhere
Also, everywhere.
We tell our fortunes,
The tea leaves like
Art galleries – pseudo
Artistic everything. Strange place.