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Poems
by Terry Brinkman

 

 

 

Drink Beer not Water

 

Next to the fireplace at Squatters

Purring, hearth sitting Sabastian cat

Madam serving beer wearing alabaster green hat

Drink beer not water

I meet-up here with my daughter

Argument turns up the thermostat

Like beer that seeps from a haunted ghost vat

She’s becomes my drinking contest spotter

 

 

 

a line, (a short blue one)

 

 

Sleepy Whale 386

 

Wedded life to enter or not too

Saloon’s Chalk scrolled list in my room

Alabaster Dark Bride and Fair Groom

Minister’s talks a Toad’s belly Kazoo

The father’s in-law one of those well-to-do

Wedding will be close to noon

Honeymoon will be on the moon

Red labeled Gin cash bar taboo

Temporary insanity of course

Dance with an endless pint drunk

I dance like a burr in the mane of a horse

A long legged silk stockings Monk

We all drink like the devil before the divorce

Next morning limp as a sleeping Skunk

 

 

a line, (a short blue one)

 

 

Sonnet 1

 

Yellowstone National park is the best

Eager anticipation of everything

Hymns to heavenly beauty we sing

Cycling from Madison west

Over Norris’s Mountain crest

Indian creek Under Her Eagle’s Wings

Canyon camp ground to buy things

Old Faithful Inn guest

Bear Pitt lounge scenic glass

Mug of Moose Drool Beer

Bison run and eat grass along with deer

Old Faithful Center for Sunday Mass

The foundation needs a volunteer

 

 

 

a line, (a short blue one)

 

 

Sonnet CCXXXXVII

 

Girls will be Girls Playing music

Certain the castle of sand we are to jump

At the Electrical Power station dump

One square pole in a round a violent limerick

Her silk stockings in ruins makes one sick

Year of rebellion falling on her rump

Gazing far away sitting on a burned-out stump

Overhead Silk Umbrella with a golden stick

Furious volley of oaths never clever

Spiritual author of her brain

Gesticulating limb from limb server

Shot in a shovel drinking champagne

Kissed away hurt-ness forever and ever

Her unmentionables were full of sand again

 

 

 

a line, (a blue one)

 

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