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Tyranny

I turned to face themJaw cascadingOne hundred grey sealsTwo hundred flippersRubbery pancakesSignalling intense approval Uttering torpedoes Hand covers bruiseI’m holding something preciousIt wanted to be foundRiddles at the lakeLives at stake

Posted byBen DoddridgeApril 21, 2020May 23, 2020Posted inPoetryLeave a comment on Tyranny

Fifty Dollar Bills

Chalk and coffee have won again, Milkshakes have spilled, Tell me, what is today’s blend?Is it from Italy? Brazil? Tick tock I say,For I am in demand,Another clown-less bus today,They never travel sad. Faulty wax on display, Talk show on wheels,I’m holding a goat-milk latte,And fifty dollar bills.

Posted byBen DoddridgeApril 19, 2020April 21, 2020Posted inPoetry2 Comments on Fifty Dollar Bills

Monkey Mind

Chomping by the willow tree in the foothills of Mt. Delicious. Furious flying fish fighting for fantastic fishy fantasy. Grizzly bear teeth bore through the castle wall, and farewell king. Monkey minds ebb and flow like nodes in symphony.

Posted byBen DoddridgeApril 19, 2020April 21, 2020Posted inPoetryLeave a comment on Monkey Mind

The Word

Oh good, I was was worried you wouldn’t come out all this way for something so…well I suppose I should just come out and say it. It is…wait…forgive me but at this moment it escapes me. Perhaps if I relax my mind it will surface – just as the sun will in a few shortContinue reading “The Word”

Posted byBen DoddridgeApril 15, 2020April 19, 2020Posted inPoetry2 Comments on The Word

Therapy

Doing speaks to the voices of doubt Speaking is a round-about Knowing is not for tongue nor mouth It appears when all is taken out

Posted byBen DoddridgeApril 14, 2020August 25, 2020Posted inPoetryLeave a comment on Therapy

Jelly

Trustworthy Truthful Transparrent Not a medicine Not a doctor Notwithstanding, it is both medicinal and prescribed

Posted byBen DoddridgeApril 13, 2020April 13, 2020Posted inPoetryLeave a comment on Jelly

Digital Quack

Step step A waddling pixel Zero one Dimensional fabric Hands make ripples Over the hills A digital quack From far away

Posted byBen DoddridgeApril 12, 2020April 20, 2020Posted inPoetry, UncategorizedLeave a comment on Digital Quack

Me

I dream, plot, and wish many things. I enjoy each of these activities equally. Yet lately this is less so. Like rubber without road, I am Peter Pan. I mean we all like to dine on our most desired. I laugh as delight turns slowly into disgust. I wonder if it is serious. Or isContinue reading “Me”

Posted byBen DoddridgeApril 11, 2020April 11, 2020Posted inPoetryLeave a comment on Me

Good Friday

blues and jazz in the garden prawns are finally as delicious as they are cheap only the air is fresher opportunity is for my belly crying out for my spotlight in this atmosphere anything has promise strung out from a long week of undefined achievements aim with me to always be winning but never toContinue reading “Good Friday”

Posted byBen DoddridgeApril 10, 2020Posted inPoetryLeave a comment on Good Friday

Sailing

Widely revered and so worthy of time, Greetings are boats; so subject to design, My boat is afloat with other afloat boats, On a sea of exchange from gestures to jokes, Sailors don’t care who sails the most, The joy of sailing is the goal, Sincerely, Your host

Posted byBen DoddridgeApril 7, 2020April 11, 2020Posted inPoetryLeave a comment on Sailing

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