the dream of the number

featured in the poetry forum July 7, 2021  :: 0 comments

morgan is a comet with the power to seat a fiddle
the boiling rush is the pie of the flowers

the game of the brain is to eat a sun
sleeping in the queso

the spiral dart is the clark cake of the head
the roaming head is the lost anderson

the shark of the paper
the moose of the jell-o farm

science is in the shape of the sun
the lake is the science of the water

editors note:

An unbalanced equation in the search for anderson. – mh clay

are you a circle?

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

the magic toast was the bird
that glass is the cheese

the crisp creek is the ghoul of the glamour
the pecan points at the planet

michael the archangel is in the rowboat of the garden
that cough could crumple up a dino

the seal of the star
to sleep when I say fish

not a serf light
that cold arrow is the number

editors note:

That number hits the target which circle are we. – mh clay

glass beard

featured in the poetry forum November 30, 2020  :: 0 comments

I am a circle in the broom room
I am the random floyd of the feathers

normal ice and we are earrings
were you a sponsored chicken?

the secret age of the heavens
the shape of the canceled apple

the rotten wink
this beef is the arthur of the dollar

this is the ness
the dallas glass

editors note:

To get -nost, you need more -ness. – mh clay

the treat and that spock lifter to mention a day of the gamble

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

were you a box of turtle?
the arthur is the chief helmet of the wall

the number of bleeding toes
to measure that parker brothers irrigation

fern the green progression
left of the raisin

be the better beast
that salt is the freeze of the tree

grouch was a grunt
clam to beat a new egg

to be the better wolf
the bright wolf of the winter head

the low glowing worm
the diadem and that landing to meet me

editors note:

If you would be a bold bequeather, you must be the better beast. – mh clay

what do you think about playing 12 minutes into the future, man?

featured in the poetry forum June 11, 2020  :: 0 comments

oh I dreamt of something using the other letters in the word book
fantasy picnic with the ants and the clouds above smiling with the smiling sun

a bear was eating the earth
and the people were like ahhhh
this is terrible I said

the colors of the stars twinkling pink green and blue now it’s yellow
making fun of the earth

at the big bounce store we have values and bargains for you and you and even you
if you’re in town why don’t you come on down

there is no person on earth with the same name as colonius dew the rampant reacher

editors note:

Call for Mr. Dew! Your bounce is ready… – mh clay

I gulp the ham jangle

featured in the poetry forum March 18, 2020  :: 0 comments

canning coy was a crisp dink to live in the woods for a while
skeep was a flour warbler

now a song cat for achy head
the piano lamps with the doctored fridge

that folk talk in the second dream
the arctic fleece to withstand that sugar

here are the barn numerals for that planet
fork stunt

now for the half walk
willie was a spock

editors note:

Take a quick pic to post, then dig in – food’s gettin’ cold. – mh clay

is that the brain in the sink?

featured in the poetry forum October 21, 2019  :: 0 comments

the results from the inside of the earth
earth is a language machine

that stellar earth is a nonsense reef
the tree is a machine

that singing kiss is the liquid face
mars was a mess when I arrived

olaf the pen was a good night welcome
and he yeeks the letters in the words

editors note:

What YOUR pen’s name? Yeek, indeed! (We welcome J.D. to our crazy congress of Contributing Poets with this submission. Read more of his madness on his new page – check it out.) – mh clay

ok march one

featured in the poetry forum July 31, 2019  :: 0 comments

sports talk in the background

wood & water
wood & water

welding classes coming soon

none beginning nine
to pineapple

a walk in the fog tonight
a good walk for robots

editors note:

From the action to the time, when is your fruit? – mh clay

that old sad faceless

featured in the poetry forum May 20, 2019  :: 1 comment

slim & glim
it glubbed right cool

the thin thune drop
roll down earth the copyway

chalk calendar on the wall
this is the now of the loud bell

editors note:

Right raised to ear, wail of the bell; money come. Better now than later… – mh clay