the strange sound

featured in the poetry forum June 21, 2023  :: 0 comments

the strange sound
of cemetery crickets
an emptiness of sky
wind rustling distant trees
the open space
was not silent
and I felt offended
all the glossy plaques
flat against the ground
to make it easier
for the lawn mower
to just ride over everything
I wanted there to be monuments
stone angels
even Hell
would be nice
this ridged ordered geometric
blank canvas of tidy green
was more off-putting
than the deceased

editors note:

Even the dead must get in line. – mh clay

There is a rock holding the ground down

featured in the poetry forum November 19, 2022  :: 0 comments

A chameleon of days
Melting the ice in my tea
My every lavender move
Roses sparking forth a twilight of petals
And butterflies
Offerings for Venus flytrap hearts
Longing for maple syrup and astronauts
Ancient archeology mysteries unraveled by teachers
Plumbers fishing out jade bullion from clogged toilets
My burnt umber and cedar brown soul applauds wildly
A yappy dog that can never shut up
But despite it all
This blue August has passed me by
A trillion times
Me a bird of some sort
Hiding in the foliage of the fig tree
Waiting patiently for ripeness

editors note:

More tea to turn from turpitude. – mh clay

things to do while waiting for the apocalypse

featured in the poetry forum July 4, 2022  :: 0 comments

buy a gun
learn to speak Swedish
take up knitting
and racquetball
get a job
pay bills
take up hula dancing
get a rabbit
name it Stewart
paint your garage
buy zombie insurance
watch the sun set
find a neat-looking rock
order a pizza
pet a stray cat
learn to use chopsticks
plant an onion
sell the gun
buy a hat

editors note:

Buy now! Soon it will be too late. – mh clay


featured in the poetry forum June 28, 2021  :: 0 comments

the grapes
were bursting
on the vine


I got up
to stretch
and broke
two fingers
in the fan


Italy invaded Pakistan
but they agreed
to pause the war
during the World Cup


a dog was digging up
unusual bones
I didn’t know
were underneath my garden


the two Saints
agreed to split a Sunday


it grew dark out
and cold

editors note:

How to maximize your meanwhiles. – mh clay

dealing with disappointment

featured in the poetry forum June 28, 2020  :: 0 comments

the edge of the world islands
where the ocean waterfalls
into a river below
our kingdom is there

I am looking through all the cupboards
just to see what is there

I worry
they are all judging me
or I am actually
talking out loud
doing something embarrassing
but not realizing it

the stuffed animals
walk around and talk
but that’s normal


I’m not high

I’m dreaming

does this mean
the rose thorn unicorns
the blue Great Dane
the horse-sized tabby cat
and the creepy giant wasp
aren’t real…


editors note:

It would be nice if these lately everydays were dreams. Damn! (We welcome Brendan to our crazy congress of Contributing Poets with this submission. Read more of his madness on his new page – check it out.) – mh clay


featured in the poetry forum March 9, 2020  :: 0 comments

teleport entire vending machines
into holes in willows
all the while
acting innocent
no one wants to confront them
who knows where
you’d end up

editors note:

Beware that chatter and tail flicking; designed to lure us to interdimensional doom. – mh clay

Metallurgist of Symbols

featured in the poetry forum November 14, 2016  :: 0 comments





a cypress


then chant
ten times

the names

you wished for

as a child

editors note:

A new tarot for divining these strange days. – mh clay