Snodeel

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"Doppleganger"

by Snodeel

When all other things have come to rest each in its own time and to its own place will my mind still be churning and burning within leaving no hope for honest respite? Do I stand alone upon this knoll being one to all and to myself an...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 293 views | Poetry | June 3, 2022

"The Back Bar at the El Diablo Saloon"

by Snodeel

Every bottle on the shelf tells a story about some young fool’s fall from glory. Stop and listen for a moment if you can for in the bottom of the bottle lies the man. Some don’t quit drinking til ‘last call’ others keep...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 278 views | Poetry | June 3, 2022

"To Kris on Mother’s Day"

by Snodeel

From cooing daughter to pretty maid (I sincerely thank your Mother) Too sweet a maid thus made a lover Too loving a maid thus made a mother So, tis fairly said, I made the daughter, a maid, a mother...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 273 views | Poetry | April 25, 2022

"Boxes (tip of the hat to Bob Dylan)"

by Snodeel

Up to now I felt quite well in the box they made for me I was willing to breathe their rebreathed air repeat their chants and pray their prayers smile at their blunders and care for their cares but now I have some scissors Scissors and...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 261 views | Poetry | April 20, 2022

"God’s in Tennessee (song)"

by Snodeel

I fell asleep on a train in Texas and I dreamed of Tennessee I woke up in Alabama and saw you sittin’ across from me I wondered how I got to heaven…I never saw the Nashville sign Then you looked at me and smiled and took Tennessee of...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 361 views | Poetry | April 20, 2022

"Lord Jesus (song to the tune of Jack of Diamonds)"

by Snodeel

I love you Lord Jesus please hold me real tight, the Devil’s out walking out walking tonight Oh I love you Lord Jesus take hold of my hand I’m starting to stumble don’t think I can stand I love you Lord Jesus...

0 Likes | 2 comments | 294 views | Poetry | April 17, 2022

"The Ballad of Teeda and Oil"

by Snodeel

She was a railroader’s daughter and he, a son of the sod, she, like a willow with long golden hair, while he was wild as a cowboy, by god! She flirted and played ‘cross the Illinois prairie droppin’ boys with a nod of her...

0 Likes | 1 comment | 270 views | Poetry | April 8, 2022

"Slipping Away"

by Snodeel

No interest in the lover nor for the poet at all you no longer see the man who stands beyond your wall no song to sing in harmony no lyrics both recall no need to understand the boy, the man, at all...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 240 views | Poetry | April 7, 2022

"The Sea"

by Snodeel

How I long for a rolling deck and the feel of a freshenin’ breeze settin’ the land far astern slidin’ out to the open sea No need to fear the darkenin’ sky Cap’n keeps it well abeam and runs along with the risin’ w...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 234 views | Poetry | April 7, 2022

"Portrait of the City in Gray"

by Snodeel

Oh I have stayed too long with this mistress, over long in her arms have I lain for she no longer coos to console me. Her faded charms are now sweaty and plain Once, long ago, she wooed me with a song pledging her love and her...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 206 views | Poetry | March 28, 2022

"Easter Bunny Tale"

by Snodeel

The old Easter Bunny stopped by my house today (of course I didn’t recognize him right away) saying he’d lost track of one of the Michigan Shoemaker kids, particularly one Kristie A. He was a rather pleasant looking old hare in a d...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 257 views | Poetry | March 28, 2022

"Joy of the Season"

by Snodeel

Oh what joy at Yuletide to find the flock is full again! The Shepherd fulfilled the promise without regard to what has been. Is this not the miracle proclaimed so clearly on that night, that even the least among us can walk into the...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 374 views | Poetry | December 28, 2021

"Christmas East of the Berlin Wall (1966)"

by Snodeel

Vas da nacht before Christmas as da old shtory goes ven little Hans Mitvoch shtood on his toes staring up at the sky the full moon made so clear in fear that old Santa vould nicht come hier. Hans knew his haus vas east of da vall, but...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 243 views | Poetry | December 24, 2021

"The Truth About Santa"

by Snodeel

Prologue As children we marveled at the mystery of Santa. Why does he live at the North Pole? How old is he? Who are the elves and how did they meet Santa? How did Rudolph get his bright red nose? The questions...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 277 views | Poetry | December 24, 2021

"Goodbye Joe (song lyrics to the tune “If I Only Had A Brain” from the Wizard of Oz"

by Snodeel

Joe, I been sittin’ here a thinkin’ how I’m sorry that you’re a stinkin’…. you were my only friend. Now brother you know that I ain’t lyin’ When I say I was sorry ‘bout your dyin’ right up to the bitter end...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 257 views | Humor | October 4, 2021

"Innocence Lost"

by Snodeel

Surely no rape was ever more darkly planned than time’s assault on innocence for the ravaged child cannot reclaim the right to youthful impudence Too swiftly time will steal away the laughter born of youth and ashen the rose...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 476 views | Poetry | October 4, 2021

"Ode From My Youth"

by Snodeel

Oh whatever powers be within the earth the sky or me burst this thirsty mind of mine into a thousand particles of being each as a seed from the Mother Tree to be hurled from pole to pole across this scarred and wrinkled globe ...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 316 views | Poetry | October 4, 2021

"Halloween"

by Snodeel

Witches and Ghosties and big yellow pumpkins Dark spooky corners, black cats on the prowl Goblins and ghouls and Frankenstein monsters Black bats flying by and Werewolves that howl Little Vampires and Princesses and Clowns come...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 441 views | Poetry | October 4, 2021

"Insomnia"

by Snodeel

Who calls my name above the whispered wind song and rustles yellow leaves near my window while the weeping willow sways beneath a winter moon? Mournful ghosts of forgotten dreams drift unbeckoned through my mind, spreading ashes, and ta...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 401 views | Poetry | August 28, 2021

"Lil’ Kris the Orphan"

by Snodeel

When Lil’ Kris, the orphan, came to our house to stay Ma said we shouldn’t call her “orphan”, but I said it anyway. I asked Ma, “ What is an orphan?” (cuz she looks like one of us) Ma sez, “An Orphans’ a spec...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 457 views | Poetry | August 28, 2021

"Magic Eyes"

by Snodeel

(scene: An old woman in a rocking chair sitting on the porch of her Appalachian home talking to her granddaughter who is standing beside her) Chapter 1 “I’ll remember that day forever, child. Why I remember it as if it were only yes...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 535 views | Prose | January 16, 2021

"Ode from My Youth"

by Snodeel

Oh whatever powers be within the earth the sky or me burst this thirsty mind of mine into a thousand particles of being each as a seed from the Mother Tree to be hurled from pole to pole across this scarred and wrinkled globe ...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 469 views | Poetry | January 16, 2021

"The Tryst"

by Snodeel

His lips incurred a lovers’ debt his heart would never pay her eyes were so enraptured they saw nothing but today. The flash of fire, the quickening, was all they knew for sure and at that moment it was enough; no more co...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 454 views | Poetry | January 16, 2021

"Victory?"

by Snodeel

Moving silently down shadowed halls the darkness hinders not at all. Pushing softly on each passing door then returning to the one before. This one had moved the tiniest bit just by barely pushing it Inside the room in deep shadows lay a...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 608 views | Poetry | January 16, 2021

"A Sparrow Tweets in Brooklyn"

by Snodeel

Hear da pretty boidy singin’ high up on da limb? I saw him flyin’ earlier. I wish dat I was him. I wonder if he saw me when he was flyin’ cross the sky. I wonder if he thought, “I wish I was dat guy.”...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 406 views | Poetry | January 16, 2021