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

 

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