Submissions by M-E_Ninny-L (michael edward lanier)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm not an intellectual, I don't like notions of superiority. Just an artist who tries to keep things simple, I have to call myself a complex minimalist in today's inpatient world.
Ode to Dickinson
but I have this
her words
such soft yielding breeze giving me contempt for ease
M.E.L. poem
her words
such soft yielding breeze giving me contempt for ease
M.E.L. poem
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Trapped by Habit
the highest thoroughfare of deer is near water
especially low lying cricks
arriving in the boondocks by the river
man's gonna lie stupid with the shivers
smokin' in the moarnin'
fishin' boat waits
definitely gonna be gator today
season cold but sunny
risk is funny
fellahs've been on stiff Sabbaths
boat drops in the muddy
DUMP
ripped in the past from ripped cleats to walnuts
stepped and tripped and found the shuck
and there's dem boots
balls clatter on hard wood
can you...
especially low lying cricks
arriving in the boondocks by the river
man's gonna lie stupid with the shivers
smokin' in the moarnin'
fishin' boat waits
definitely gonna be gator today
season cold but sunny
risk is funny
fellahs've been on stiff Sabbaths
boat drops in the muddy
DUMP
ripped in the past from ripped cleats to walnuts
stepped and tripped and found the shuck
and there's dem boots
balls clatter on hard wood
can you...
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Nauseous Room (coming sickness)
sugary doom
of a nauseous room
broken broom
sent too soon
racing, spacing, and aced things
went to haze
of hazy days
turn to say
turn to pay
kick it throw it lay it down
space it ace it lay around
don’t go
came and went
run and gun
run in space and run in sun
loss of breathe loss of fun
kick it throw it lay it down
space it ace it lay around
handle the mantle
handle the tomb
spangle the angle
of a broken broom
patch of grass in a concrete park
grow the...
of a nauseous room
broken broom
sent too soon
racing, spacing, and aced things
went to haze
of hazy days
turn to say
turn to pay
kick it throw it lay it down
space it ace it lay around
don’t go
came and went
run and gun
run in space and run in sun
loss of breathe loss of fun
kick it throw it lay it down
space it ace it lay around
handle the mantle
handle the tomb
spangle the angle
of a broken broom
patch of grass in a concrete park
grow the...
734 reads
6 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by M-E_Ninny-L (michael edward lanier)