‘cornfield cain’ takes aim

strawman 1

through midnight, moonlit,
bloodlet cornfield

sketchy straw-man motions at
you, bonely you

he’s slashed his, jerk-crocked fiend
form into plain view

brittle bitch branches sway twig
scratch warnings-

farewell, settled sunrise
mornings

anguish eyes burrow hostile
hostage holes

in melting candy middles
of mind

new brave-heart fear,
libates, dripping in kind

©Anthony Gorman 2018

images: pixabay

heidi hiding in plain view

the more seduction heidi paints on, the further wrong she’s gone

heidi 1

heidi bawls her special, ‘bad daddy’s girl’
stockings on

in hopes young, jacked stocking collector
might strut along

to distract her taut reflection from rot
tooth lonelinesses

gorging desperate last-call night
voids and piercing fault silences

©Anthony Gorman 2018

images: pixabay

 

 

let me write you: Take the Stage (Gilbert El-Dick)

This is a poem written in homage to the words generously gifted to me by a distant but cherished friend, Gilbert.  He is a man of compassionate character and integrity…

take the stage 1

I won’t tell the sell
you buy, and why?

shit doesn’t matter, we splatter
life blood anyway.

integrity scatters
in tear drop sized,
dollar sign
tatters

Since it’s your collect call, and
you’re all about to die of loneliness or
laughter

this is dirt’s dust, compared to
party that comes after

© Gilbert El-Dick Anthony Gorman 2018

images: pixabay

let me write you: reborn in storm (Finn Cullen)

storm reborn 1

turning storm’s brittle colours-

burned, scattered
grieved, then gathered

in angry urn of sudden
moment,

flashes dazzling singe of
lightening torment

booms thunder’s sprawling
jealous hunger,

rolling hills roar back,
startling slumbering
youngsters

drifting in and out
of mind’s cozy
hearth

with every lucid blink of
drowsy soul’s
rebirth

© Finn Cullen and Anthony Gorman 2018

images: pixabay