jim leftwich & john crouse april poems

Will not be televised

Jim Leftwich
Sun, Apr 19, 1:22 PM
to john, JOHN
up Bent Mountain to
Zabriskie Point and
down the Kite River on
a bicycle built for ten
just like
any other day


John Crouse
Sun, Apr 19, 2:01 PM
to me, JOHN
Puppy went Montana Shrew
Pink Floyd Sistine Nurse Chapel Handlebars
Ben Franklin and Katherine Ross
Sun-Dappled Kid goes Butch
Big Wheel to Bultaco
Passion Play


Jim Leftwich
Sun, Apr 19, 2:08 PM
to John, JOHN

shredded wheat
heat and eat


John Crouse
Sun, Apr 19, 2:18 PM
to me, JOHN

Breaded teat
meat and gleet


Jim Leftwich
Sun, Apr 19, 2:27 PM
to John, JOHN

the peeking leek
inherits the meek

the week
shall inhabit
the month


John Crouse
Sun, Apr 19, 2:34 PM
to me, JOHN

Peking duck springs a leak
Heritable Ralph Meeker

Working 9 to 5
Long-last imaginations liberated enthralled
Kissing Us Deadly


Jim Leftwich
Sun, Apr 19, 2:47 PM
to John, JOHN

Speaking of hairy
Tables, is
Imagination a marathon or
A sprint?


John Crouse
Sun, Apr 19, 2:56 PM
to me, JOHN

Turtledove fairy tales
both bolt and chug
blessing long hauls weighs
turning round tables aground
hoary telethon nationals
take flight


Jim Leftwich
Sun, Apr 19, 3:00 PM
to John, JOHN

Tabletapping
volt and tong
detune
     the teeth
to bite
  the Light


John Crouse
Sun, Apr 19, 3:06 PM
to me, JOHN

Trip the sprite fanatic
Voit and Spalding
Dipthong Piano
Armed to the delight
Bequeath the light


Jim Leftwich
Sun, Apr 19, 3:14 PM
to John, JOHN

ripening in rites
spasmodic flanger
blindside pick
by the catpiano
We aim to please
waltzing out in
the striped light


John Crouse
Sun, Apr 19, 3:21 PM
to me, JOHN

poor richard
igor integral
ironsides schtick
vonnegut bylaw
bullseye tweeze
the band pouting
the zebra flite


Jim Leftwich
Sun, Apr 19, 3:42 PM
to John, JOHN

door-chard
Gore of the Grail
snide and ticklish
Gutsy By Law
A full eyesneeze
  bandit
  snout
  thief, the if
Sea-Brains flickering
Making love to
A Vampire
by the Campfire
pudding onion
to Carson City


John Crouse
Sun, Apr 19, 3:57 PM
to me, JOHN

Cattle guard orchard
Verbatim snail
Pride and pickle
Down by coleslaw
A fools myopic gesundheit
Clout Frito Baghdad
Spliff sea monkey knickers
Mistaking glove a
Sapsucker abide
Bonfire grunion
Arson entreaty

Connor Orrico - Three poems

1. home (n.)

to long to be

home

ham (Old English), 

"dwelling place, house, 

abode, fixed residence; estate; 

village; region, country,"

from *haimaz (Proto-Germanic),

“home”

place

/ hem (Old Frisian)

/ hemir/heima (Old Norse)

/ hjem (Danish)

/ heem (Middle Dutch)

/ heim (German)

/ haims (Gothic)

history

from *(t)koimo- (PIE),

root *tkei- "to settle, dwell, be

home;"

perhaps a story of being

& ubeity -- of person & place; 

homestead homeostasis

to belong

home

Jeff Harrison - Villanelle

her humility would have loved this fretful music
virtue did not tempt him to a rhyming union with obligation
- how many walls have been adorned with indignity?

the duality of an impulse and nineteen lines is here recovered
temptation is satiated with a single word from Virginia
her humility would have loved this fretful music

the wonder is you would have it glaring whitely!
virtuousness, that is, which has a thick black pigment
- how many walls have been adorned with indignity?

cryptograms are nothing but arithmetical hoaxes
tempting choirs to call a noise a tune, strength in numbers!
her humility would have loved this fretful music

Virginia's eyes were glassed with uncomfortable recollection
virtue, nonetheless, keeps on dancing the Roger of Coverly
- how many walls have been adorned with indignity?

this trap will let you have your joke
tempters are always courteous when paying court to Virtue
her humility would have loved this fretful music
- how many walls have been adorned with indignity?

J. D. Nelson - three poems

1. there once was a listening burd who didn’t sing & only listened

he heard yelling

it was a tree next to a hole in the ground

he said don’t worry you have a root system that will keep you from falling in

and the tree seemed to be comforted by this

***

2. "a" is for applesauce in a five-gallon bucket

earth knows him and welcomes his contributions

the machines like them and so do we

a mirror clam of the daisy face

a landing pad for the insects we call oink lasers

make up some worms

aliens clone pine cones

clumps of clumb, boxing blarg

***

3. oatmeal worm

tiger’s head floating in space

baby blades

here in the village with no socks on our feet

gunched crumb

sitting in the chair of the morning sitting and thinking

plunk was a cushion

the monster waited around and read some magazines

but the people never showed up

oh well he said I guess I’ll go hungry tonight

and he curled up in a ball and fell asleep

the head is removable which is a nice feature