from bugs bunny saying whats up doc siesta down rabbit holes to carrot a tan break from the head the musty lock like a dog off the rope and out for fun surprised by the hair you dyed from the rust with purple and frizz green blends curled young the freckles reminding the orange-red of the head to sing of your magnetic face like the sun from sighing at you with the utmost eye dressed in the skirt pleated cream-white you invited me in to voyeur spy gaga with your charis style with kabuki moves so fluid - mystique in the smile the fingers, hands, wrists, and arms arching flex beguiling with hips, the legs, waist, and sway eavesdropping on you better than specs 3.8 10/10 iambic pentameter, rima rhyme, tercets © Brian Peter Hodgkinson rhyme
Category Archives: Poetry
Freckle Face
The River Overlook
the attention of riveted eyes from behind of the spectator's look to behold the ravine in the anchoring you of unzipped it inside the attired to the looking agasp is exposed the supine with the jeans to arouse the observing of river between from behind of the spectator's look iambic pentameter, limerick, tercets, blank verse © Brian Peter Hodgkinson
Oak Tree Eyes
beneath the oak's romancing kiss addicted lips adhere caress the leaves with eyes observe the pair across the street the neighbors stare applauding shout to get a room the nature noises barely heard impassioned couple's fire vroom beneath the oak's romancing broom iambic tetrameter, couplets, tercets © Brian Peter Hodgkinson rhyme
Reflection
to mossy rooftop to tree filled yard all confetti with leaves and seeds around the grass the timber fence next door the golfers ride their carts beyond this tangle-wood walnut trail toward the lake wood snow-belt town survey the warming earth in bloom the maple tree helicopter seeds whirl the apple trees flowering in may with fluffy pink petals up and down the street the look out my second-floor window glass as i from my cold shower pass in this overgrown forest cottage home reflecting how long 3.5 10/10 sonnet with iambic tetrameter or irregular meter, no rhyme © 5 minutes ago, Brian Peter Hodgkinson
Guitar
a guitar was given to me last night of good quality, but the body has a crack from a room with a mattress with broken glass from in a rundown apartment on w.25th this by a five-foot woman cooking with gas the bed sighted bedbugs needing a bomb and on the kitchen counter were baush and lomb a man in his eighties dozed on a couch the lady screamed about a back-crawling roach stiletto-fingered to a corner and said if you want the dam useless thing, take it, then it leaned in the shadows, a dusty guitar exhibiting to me the birdhouse project she made all covered with rhinestones and glitter arrayed confessed to the priest next door her misdeeds considering rehab to prevent further bleeds with spandex suit, her hair up in stalks abreast down the dark stairs and undid the locks with the red door in the front, i went out to the car in my hand is a buggy morris guitar 4.2 10/10 iambic pentameter, closest rhyme scheme = rima, stanza type = tercets © Brian Peter Hodgkinson
Wolfed
went down the carrollian rabbit hole last night to slay a werewolf i just met from the west side went after work for a midnight ride and went not being sure about the goal a blast from the past my old stomping grounds the zoo near w25th street near the city bounds nocturnal by my own portentous inner moil the possessor of the lycanthropic scroll dogged by the smell from my own fur and teeth i went to maul bite and a liver eat if yes, truth-telling with myself refreshing but unclear a fellow infested beast may turn out to beast a dear this late morning woke, body with carmine streaks the memory howling howling the bloody shrieks 4.0 7/5 iambic pentameter, sonnet-like, couplet rhyme © Brian Peter Hodgkinson rhyme
Undone
you have been on my mind of late yes you our tryst that night, the lobster dinner date you paid four hundred bucks for with your diamond jewelry and leopard print dress you invited me - out of the blue - for the rendezvous and i in love with you still frustrated by your wayward eyes you were always my catnip the unquenchable fire, yes, you consuming my insatiable need with yours the night i came into the restaurant with you sitting with a man - i approaching slowly watching your eyes with his you were sly the same coy look that reeled me in on your face and i knew already i had lost you - but not true for allow it, we were the absolute best for one on one your fire calling my name undid me as none other could have done you were drunk on sangria, your aphrodisiac of choice you led me to your hotel room that paws night then passed out iambic trimeter, shakespearean sonnet © Brian Peter Hodgkinson
Flat Screen
don't usually go to bars in mayfield the sports bar and thirsty named the horny hound or close to that went in for an ice cold coke walked in sat down the wall panel televisions 360 all around with basketball football you name the sport but on one the footage from ukraine with black body bags being heaved in a trench a few watched that tv most ignored it the network switched to something else a couple behind me the man said he was into the steak deal ten dollar sirloin she'd get the cob salad with roast beef didn't finish the coke, paid, and drove home stomach sick to the pit © Brian Peter Hodgkinson
Iambic Jitters
caffeine them monster drinks caffeine will use instead of cafe caffeine another shake a shake a shake a shake caffeine caffeine caffeine caffeine the monster twice joe or tea one hundred forty milligrams per can caffeine the thumping kick the can caffeine asleep the thing of yore caffeine siesta days without a snore caffeine the monsters all i need, no more caffeine the shake the shake caffeine - the tons of monster money spent decides to quit the bull the red in lent having fun © Brian Peter Hodgkinson
Limerick Green
the green - a creamy yellow shade of verte the seed is not a nut, the stone of fruit the little shells of beige will split in two to use the thumbs is how the kernels hew the science calls this seed the fiber food it feeding flora gut bacillus too the green - the creamy yellow shade of green among the best of foods to feed pistachio pistachio the queen will separate to see the creamy green between the siesta teeth to crunch the cream 0.0 10/8 steady iambic pentameter, limerick rhyme © Brian Peter Hodgkinson rhyme