And He Called Himself G

She had seen the slow drip of smile

That didn’t quite match his face.

There was just too much something

In the nothing she saw in his eyes.

And she didn’t know why,

.

But she knew.

If anyone could be

A single use disposable douche,

He would be.

Hanging in Hattiesburg

The slow drip of the frost melting

From the sun’s multiple car window reflective.

Two men on their front porch mourning

the apartment parking lot view respective.

The bones of a Tuesday morning

Taking turns on a half-drunk bottle perspective.

The Things that Come in Nines—Free Verse

The will of purple

Or only the little night man

Her everything who doesn’t

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I created this poem after feeding many of my poems into a word frequency counter. It listed the words I used by the amount of times I used them and in alphabetical order. You can find the word frequency counter I used here: http://www.writewords.org.uk/word_count.asp

Eleven Through Fifteen and Backwards—Free Verse

Out off how

What was until just

Want this more got do because

Who through so see life his

Would where leg know into him back about

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I created this poem after feeding many of my poems into a word frequency counter. It listed the words I used by the amount of times I used them and in alphabetical order. You can find the word frequency counter I used here: http://www.writewords.org.uk/word_count.asp

Afternoon Amazon—Free Verse

Afternoon Amazon alive and able

Armed with arched armpits

Ample with apple argument

Affording of advice and accusing of activity

Awash in awkward autumn arrows and ashamed

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I created this poem after feeding many of my poems into a word frequency counter. It listed the words I used by the amount of times I used them and in alphabetical order. So I went to the end of the list and chose from the words that started with the letter ‘A’ that I only used once. This poem ends up as both the kind of thing you would expect me to write and using words I infrequently use. You can find the word frequency counter I used here: http://www.writewords.org.uk/word_count.asp

Holding Like Memory—Magnetic Poetry

Hold on to the bike dream

Red like mad cow

Ride like wind bird

Remember like I believe

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I wrote this poem using the magnetic poetry tool found here: http://magneticpoetryplayonline.com/kids/

Halloween Looming in the Mist–Free Verse

Halloween breathes on your neck

When you are standing alone in the dark.

It lurks just behind that next trashcan

In the alley waiting to jump at you with hollow eyes.

You can hear it dragging one foot as it follows behind you.

But it is always just far enough away that you can’t see it.

But when you do, it will be too late.

Funnel Cake and a Midnight Movie at the Haunted Firehouse—Wea’ve Written Weekly

In the dark and October chill of night

In line for the haunted house

Watching Halloween on a firehouse wall

When you turn to see Michael Meyers

Standing silently in line behind you

Machete hanging loosely in one hand

White featureless face and hollow eyes

And you turn to face the dark

Staring into the night

Hoping if you see the same thing he does

He will not notice you’re there

And whispering to your daddy that you didn’t see

What you both know you saw.

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I wrote this poem in response to “A Sonnet about Something or Other” by Sunra Rainz. You can read this poem on the Skeptic’s Kaddish page here: https://skepticskaddish.com/2022/10/19/w3-prompt-25-weave-written-weekly/

Galactic Droid Project—Magnetic Poetry

Server information interface

Not soft utility computer

Bur sinister dungeon force video

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I wrote this poem using the magnetic poetry tool found here:

http://magneticpoetryplayonline.com/geek/

Simple Kiss of Day—Magnetic Poetry

Simple kiss of day

More whisper than flower

Between sunshine and light

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I wrote this poem using the magnetic poetry tool found here:

http://magneticpoetryplayonline.com/happiness/