Monday, October 16, 2006

3 poems

pink noise

speak now or forever hold your peace.
but we have no peace, we have not
a quiet night to call our own.

____________________________

the dollar


she married george washington
i married benjamin franklin
jackson was the minister
and jefferson was the best man

and when they murdered the loon
we made wedding cake.
till death do us part
____________________________

white dress, black boquet


you may kiss the bride
with open mouth and
broken jaw. tongue tied
behind clenched teeth
"i would kill for her"

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

the middle one is my favourite. the more i read it the more i love it.

Anonymous said...

to join in the celebration on connubial bliss:

dearly beloved
we are gathered here to celebrate
the joining of
two

corporations

which will result in downsizing of middle management who then begin their new life of divorce, bankruptcy and suicide

and massive layoff of
surplus blue collar employees
who will now commence their new life of deprivation and want

and the opportunity for
the new corporate life of increased world domination and destruction
of foreign governments

Let us bow our heads and pray

Anonymous said...

here you stand before us...

with the hands of a musician
with the eyes of a lover
with the heart of a poet

Anonymous said...

Anonymous - in three lines - there is Andy - right to the fibre!! How utterly perfect! You are not only a poet - but have captured his unique essence in the sparest of words - Bravo!