Poems
by Terry
Brinkman
Non- Illuminating
Hasty shot in the dark hand sights zoom
Hand into her vest pocket tone
Views non-illuminating cornerstone
Long winded girl at the museum cloakroom
Butterfly flutters flight to her Tomb
Tree forks hue cry postpones
Fox and geese brooding tones
Unquiet ghost bitters loom
Vixen bully Tapster Munk’s gap
Alarmed face inward Zen
Tell me in my ear as I nap
Vestal shadow hang over oxygen
Sayers Bird-God mishap
Breathe another spirit Reconciliation Gin
Pidgin Limerick
Season tickets Skiing and Jazz music
Who in the Penney wise slump
Saint and Sages jump
Ghost Woman’s Orange square pidgin limerick
Every woman that’s born to get sick
Lost in sight hiding under the stump
Charity to her neighbor scratching her rump
Headache kiss like a coffee hick
She’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing so clever
Guardians Monks and Friars dried brain
Seven patrons Holy Youth to server
Observant Nuns Palms and Harps and Champagne
Hell of a hurry happy forever and ever
Viands and Bubbling Beverages sprinkled again
Flowered Water
Shamed Orange flowered water slice of lemon to drink
Silk hatted head women between sheets peeping
Gown and moan she still needs to yarn
She smiled joylessly with him on the cheap
Opened her eyes as wide as a barn
A heart of stone to keep alone
Her Moon of my Sun’s bitter darn
Nun’s passion silent as a sheep’s sleep
