Poem by Michael D. Grover
The Crazy Artist -1- Sits in my room Smoking cigars Ashtray at her feet Says she hasn't left Her room in a while Crazy artists need isolation -2- She can [...]
The Crazy Artist -1- Sits in my room Smoking cigars Ashtray at her feet Says she hasn't left Her room in a while Crazy artists need isolation -2- She can [...]
Fruits to Grab Wallow on your way tonight, the jackals in the dark are dressed to find and kill your hearts desire The neon lights are sure to please; the [...]
Commute If only you could avoid the space between spaces the going tos and getting theres, the en routes and on-your-ways If you could just be where you needed to [...]
Sounds of Quiet Ancient voices command the dark and light Calm winter morphs into chaotic spring, dark drizzles hostile sunlight yet the Keepers are busy storing and stashing in the [...]
Summer Town; Seal Beach, California; December 2003 The sunlight glares against the air like a flame that flickers in the wind Along the high tide of the city I tread [...]
Walnut Creek cactus outside Motel Night Window sign when illuminated thinwhitewalltires flat in old unmaintain'd sportscar park’d in the space before Dr. Pepper vending machine. I reverse back out into [...]
Crossbows, Porn Mags, Tobacco We saw it whilst hanging about in a rusty old, graffiti covered bus stop down The Saltings. It was written upon a scrap piece of paper [...]
The Sounds of Being Human His electric breath tickled every static birdhouse shape of light The pink structures that were his cranial cells molded to the underbelly of the dark symmetry [...]
hand’s-breadth I’d leave all thus breath allied with soot on a ferryboat working all the wages I could muster all the relays across the bays rivers estuaries and to any [...]
Pressure Drop pressure dropped in the atmosphere rain ripped me silly the sky was furious out of no!'s repeating relax! really? everybody has some water in them rain stopped the [...]
Psalm 139, ( Elliot House) Birth Day - 1 When I awoke, I didn't know You, though You had crafted me from dust, to flesh and bone. One day, in [...]
Under Midnights Eye Under midnights eye, true intent is captured. Words escape throughout, fantasy becomes real. Under midnights eye, doubt doesn't exist. The barriers are broken down, Whatever the heart [...]
"two cats passed today" for Peter Caulfield the edge of the bed is colder now. you & I place our palms on the spot where two cats once gathered to [...]
Mother's Day After the rough muslin was removed from the mirrors and her shoulders, she returned the wooden benches, which she used when she sat for her husband and now [...]
First Date Rustling boas floating high and bowing after her, could be birds but marvelous; ah tonight... calm can pass. I'll take this. Then face to face, fingers gripping wine-glasses, [...]
Suicidal Rabbits Somewhere along 93 there is a spine of stone scratching out of the earth Here is where we find them who hop into arms them who hop out [...]
An Excerpt: Jesus Needed Medication Lithium is a pink pill. Stellazine is a purple pill. Pink and purple were Easter colors. That meant on Easter I would rise and become [...]
Mr. Apocalypse Mr. Apocalypse is coming tonight, for it’s time to feed the earth again and after, shoot the spirits to their celestial abode. The end of the world arrived [...]
Slight of Hand Jesus Haiku Surprise stigmata were located on his wrists the entire time. Chocolate Jesus Haiku Chocolate Jesus has never heard of Tom Waits. Don't you find [...]
Her, At the Red Table She asks about how to Walk toward death. Brisk. A slow shuffle Jazz step in a dark room. Will there be blue notes Or risen sun. [...]
Clean Slate You wake at night to strange noises, I say shhhh, it’s only the wind. You think something is one fire, but all things being equal the poison is just [...]
Homophobia I have a friend who is hydrophobic— he wants to learn how to swim but he is too afraid of the water to give himself over to it and just [...]
Rock and Roll I was wearing the Garden of Eden. My feathered boa hissed. She was wearing her wine colored dress, and when we’d finished the wine, surprise, she was wearing [...]
Newcomers might want to read one of Jason Wright's signature poem before continuing. And Happy Birthday, Oddball Editor! Some people get poetry too much. This poem is for that guy Happy [...]
Labyrinth Jetties stoic in a sunset of drizzling rain and mist. Blue and bronze waves parade as miniature seas, and all hearts regard the sea and the earth as home, [...]