snakebite

fingers work clean parabolas of her cuticles
duck-billed mind for details distracted
by a first taste of everything not plannable
by a numb risk of rigid free zero
(shiver and snap)
balancing on rocks

the American dream is dead
crashing rootslong into buildings

happiness hits those closest hardest
a cowboy racing rattlesnake venom
a fire truck passing through multiplication tables

so you should play harmonica
so you should watch the news
so you should eat bon bons
one two three fofisiseveightntetwelve

– built from lines in unfinished poems written over the past week, all inspired by daily prompts in The Daily Poet.
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resolve

lead the camel calmly through the eye of the needle
return the safety seal to its cratered position
spoon the toothpaste again tubeward
walk the horse back into her barn
dock the already sailed ship
having popped, stop
find my virginity
turn back time
eat just one
unsee that
unjump
unwish
wait
for

 

inspired by a prompt from The Daily Poet

I’m one of a number of poets who have committed to posting on their blog once per week. Here’s my first. For a list of other participants, go here.

 

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in the end

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In the end,
you look at him
still NoT convinced
you don’t mingle
the minutes shrug on
              dropped
                        down
                              down
you lift ask pull
      name free know
     Don’t        stop

all words, including title, from page 112 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. poem #100 of the First 100 Days series, and poem #29 for National Poetry Month.
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some mind

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the world for them
believe me
as if a mouse scratched
a dirty pencil doodle
on the back table

          please, please
          stop

all words, including title, from page 111 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. poem #99 of the First 100 Days series, and poem #28 for National Poetry Month.
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simple dream

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No the honest work
No the genuine trying
No the smooth voice
no.

     Instead,
     some rich kids make a
     Not ever again normal life
     for those still here
                                  living

all words, including title, from page 110 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. poem #98 of the First 100 Days series, and poem #27 for National Poetry Month.
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gears and bolts and hinges

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what scares me most

     not him

it’s all those pieces,

the whole system tapped

all trapped

straining    listless

   carved up

if it slips,

if it cracks,

– when it does –

all goes haywire

all words, including title, from page 109 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. poem #97 of the First 100 Days series, and poem #26 for National Poetry Month.
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file notes

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power
makes vulnerable
makes scared
forehead falling
tilted hands smooth

     permanently in
     denial over his re
     sponsibility

all words, including title, from page 108 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. poem #96 of the First 100 Days series, and poem #25 for National Poetry Month.
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