Wednesday, December 8, 2021

J. D. Nelson - Four Poems

J. D. Nelson (b. 1971) experiments with words in his subterranean laboratory. His poetry has appeared in many small press publications, worldwide, since 2002. He is the author of several collections of poetry, including Cinderella City (The Red Ceilings Press, 2012). His first full-length collection, entitled In Ghostly Onehead, is slated for a 2021 release by mOnocle-Lash Anti-Press. Visit http://www.MadVerse.com for more information and links to his published work. Nelson lives in Colorado.



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the special earth of eggs


the butter is a circus to eat that large effort

shrimp seek a good olive loaf


spending a dime on the country mice


cooking in cheese theater three

not the knock is the wheel of the iron (that main eye is)


would you blake the cost to stuff one thread?

the chicken was a doctor of the pain


the caps lock is the rose of winter

your flock was a motor when I needed a battery


the rose of the puppet

I’m the man in charge of the dandruff goat


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in the time of sugar there will be popping


space head like a lightning jar

the useful name of the white antler


the bee is keeping a head like a lamp


to wave a rainbow

the nest of the winter


without the mud there is no period of tune evasion

that window is the earth of the new morning


pete is the whistle of the hum


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seven is the key in the cloning of a hand


it was a raking bug in the dark

shrinking could be the low burger


were you a box of bacon?

a clean brain to measure the winter


that lesson is the language of the sleeping peep

the sound of the mirror is the chain now


that same old owl is the letter of the clown

a heater of the blind fish is a corner of the bomb


the meter of the milk

packle pear is the name


we are back with the leopard

there is a bat at the roach factory


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the king of crass rock


your hem is a pile of the coughs

the bea of the boa


that old golden word is the salt

the flea is the cereal anderson


the copper seethes

the nectar aside (a wolf of the combined earths)


james the cloud was a knot

the cloud was a decent word to lose


the chip-chip was not a rom of the rox

the same as the superman cape and nugget loaf


to shrink the hum

which burgers have been built?



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