Archive for January, 2009

This Planet Owes Me Penis Cookies

Posted in Misti Rainwater-Lites on January 12, 2009 by Scot

I stole the frosted penis sugar cookies in a fit of rage.
Who are these asshole bakers? How can they get away
with charging six dollars a cookie for cookies that
people like myself cannot resist? People like myself
beg Mama for grocery money and when Mama says “NO”
we steal pennies and nickels from the console in Mama’s
2005 Kia Spectra.
My sister sends me a hostile text message.
“At some point in your life you are going to have to
take responsibility for your actions.”
No. Don’t want to. Easier to place blame
on penis cookie bakers and stingy mama.

— Misti Rainwater-Lites

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Poem For Dave Church

Posted in A.D. Winans on January 10, 2009 by Scot



I walk about the apartment
Tripping through the garden of my mind
Wandering through a luscious vertical hibernation
Beneath the quiet sheen of one light bulb
And the shadowed glow from the bedroom window
With Van Morrison and Dylan cranked beyond the
Tinnitus shaking the dust from my memory bank
I see you slumped over the steering wheel of the
Taxi cab you drove all those long years
Poet warrior who recorded my “13” jazz poems
Making the poems come alive
As no other poet could
Brought back to reality by a flock of  birds
Who circle the dark clouds outside
That threaten to burst into tears
Gone but not forgotten
jazz in your heart poetry in your soul
Your words exploding like artillery fire
Shattering the quiet of dawn

poets are like butterflies
inhabiting temporary space
tasting the pollen of life
spreading their wings
reshaping the stars the universe
cosmic matter waiting to be reborn

— A.D. Winans