When he told me about the girlfriend
Who had to be choked to get off,
I felt my heart sinking, even
When he added that he couldn’t do it. Continue reading “If I Met Her”
Category: Poems
Poetry from Oklahoma
Breakup Syntax
He liked to be at the end
Of sentences, the most definite
Punctuation, preferably a period,
Though a colon was good
And so was a semicolon
But not a dash and definitely
Not a comma. He would stand Continue reading “Breakup Syntax”
Seasoning
It was in that time
Of the reddening leaf,
The dot-matrix dance of the grackle,
Sun fade and found hours,
That we met, Continue reading “Seasoning”
His Request
This morning he asked me
For adjectives. I said,
“You are the first man
To ask me for adjectives.”
Not that any women
Have, though that would not
Have been remarkable. Continue reading “His Request”
Etymology in the Morning
A stone cast from the sky by the gods
Landed in her garden next to a purple turtle
Because it was the only color
Of paint available at the time, not the stone,
Which was the color of a missed connection,
But the turtle which had been art and crafted
In bright kelly green and egg yellow,
Hideous amidst the spearmint, which even weedy,
Knew a gaudy neighbor when it saw one. Continue reading “Etymology in the Morning”
Unopened
It was not even ten o’clock,
And the coyotes called to one another
In the cow pasture. I told you
About it. I told you because you say
You are a werewolf,
Your breath hinting of the moon, Continue reading “Unopened”
Rural Oklahoma Museum of Poetry 