Tuesday poem: Fifth in a long series of nasty little poems

May 30, 2016

The poet I dislike is writing

He frowns, and two buttocks
appear on the outside
of the vertical line
creasing from nose to baldness.
He finds the word for the poem,
the exact right nugget,
and squeezes it from his head.
He wipes it on the paper.
A study in brown, he continues.
He strains towards immortality.

P.S. Cottier


Wistful and vicious


Now from Wednesday June 1st, I’ll be writing and posting a poem every day at a different site, called Project 365 + 1.  Here’s the link. I’ll see how it goes for a month.  But poetry will continue to appear here, usually on Tuesdays, even if I may lapse into egregious loveliness from time to time.

8 Responses to “Tuesday poem: Fifth in a long series of nasty little poems”

  1. I must say some of the poetry I’ve written today could be study in brown. 🙂

  2. Michele Seminara said

    I’m really quite in love with this.

  3. Good luck with the poem posting.

  4. Rosemary Nissen-Wade said

    Oh, wicked! Wonderfully so.

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