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Poems
by Terry Brinkman

 

 

Chalk Scrolled

 

Wedded life to enter Templer; Saloon’s Chalk scrolled list in my wife’s to be sleeping pod. Alabaster Dark Bride and Fair Groom Minister’s talking until he’s numb; a Toad’s belly taboo. The Father’s in-law one of those well-to-do; wedding will be too close to noon’s football game; Honeymoon will be on the moon. Wedding guest Red Labeled Gin cash bar should be taboo. Temporary insanity day of course. Dance with a left-handed endless pint drunk dancing like a burr, in the mane of a horse. Mrs.’s long-legged silk stockings left on the kitchen floor. Monk We all drink like the devil before the day before; The next morning limp as a sleeping Skunk. Gun-whale of her dad’s boat stuck in the mud after the wedding last fall. New wife Seith without compromising; Not smelling fresh rag paper from Budapest Honeymoon still a darkness in the brightness of the shadow laying under her. Purse Bristles shining wirily infester hat was left on the floor of the Wedding-Hearse

 

 

 

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In the Distance

 

Pink articulated lips peacefully absurd

Meadow of murmuring hot spring lightly crept

Phenomenologist arguments hard to accept

Telegraph pole lonely sitting Blackbird

Sun in eyes northwest flight of a Bluebird

Turned back moist sheets as she slept

Hey-pots rainspouts well silent kept

Drum band flight of Ladybird

Long Bow waving archery

Girl Scouts Cookie baker

Plutocratic order of precedence flakey

Jazz Basketball game with the Lakers

Cloth of the estate chapter a little shaky

Final dress of the dressmaker

 

 

 

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Dad’s Boat

 

I left dad’s boat stuck in the mud last fall

Ocean bowels Liver Patie

Smelling glue on the back of stamps from Budapest

Life’s darkness in the brightness of the nurse

Blood Moon’s shadow lay over her

Old Man’s bristles shining wirily

Her hat was left on the floor of the outhouse

 

 

 

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Olivet’s Weed

 

Snot green Olivet’s Weed

Tide sheeting of the sand wedge

Death pew’s ledge

Two on the matter of greed

Clambering down the foot path with speed

Sent of urine on her hedge

She slid the verge of the cliff’s edge

Skiing Miss Swede

Ineluctable spider’s Web

Early morning eight legs silently crept

Death’s ashes on Deb

Cough-balls of laughter trying to sleep

Costly dishonors of ebb

Silted sand in Ruddy Wool Sheep

 

 

 

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Type-writer Royal 

 

Cheap reprints Type-writer Royal

Saints and Sages of man

Neighbor kicking scaring can

Wolf not sheep’s loyal

Guardians and monies broil

The holy youth of Dan

Millstones of Unicorn’s plan

Observant bearing palms oil

Arching spires blessed God

Ancient Irish vellum tries

Viands and beverages awed

Sweet and gradual vaults arise sky

Tickets available in sun Izadi

 

 

 

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Time for Walking 

 

Sunup time for walking between the path of brick

Rhythm furrows of the sun

Woven silk skeleton

Terry’s legendary Walking Stick

White flint glass Arsenic

Alabaster silent simpleton

Ivory raised silk phenomenon

Vague loneliness of Math-Class doing arithmetic

Perfectly true nobbling her beer knee-high

Ravine’s fragrance over the Cedar Palace

Brooding silence horrifies

Beckoning wind whispered her name Alice

Sour Whipping Cream Pie

Last swig of the pint in my Chalice

 

 

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