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grandma: chomp.

A Poem by Mike Melanson

sitting in the yardgrass and weed alike had taken overthe edges of the gravel drivealongsidethe old barnthe farm - that's what they alwayscalled iti'd..

on the way up

A Poem by Mike Melanson

on the way upstreetlamps & neon signsoil streaked on the puddled sidewalkhigh heels, nylons and satin miniskirtselongated in the rippledcatwalks o..

a place; like the edge of a pool

A Poem by Mike Melanson

the walls,wallpapered neo-antique,and grandmother sitting at the tablecutting the ends off freshly pickedstring beans.apple pie baking, of course,and ..

in retrospect, it may appear as if

A Poem by Mike Melanson

Written from the point of view of Keats, a poet who died at a young age. Also, author of "Ode on a Grecian Urn", which talks of timelessness, mortalit..

may the din become a jazzy beat

A Poem by Mike Melanson

When one no longer gazes in starry sightAnd feels their mortal life to be mundane,Beyond the stars, they look, so to explainThe lack of daily bread wi..

it's a frigid fifty out in Texas

A Poem by Mike Melanson

it's a frigid fiftyout in Texas, a steadywind woebegoneto the denizens of palmtrees and roadside cactiithe topic of water-coolerchat today lies in car..

i'm the David Koresh of heart beats and breaks

A Poem by Mike Melanson

beat me down with a bus passand a stack of yellow bills, pink slips,paper cuts between my fingers.and chinese water torture - drip. drip.dripping of f..

i quit jobs like light switches

A Poem by Mike Melanson

I quit jobs likelight switchesand dead-bolts, burn bridgeslike just one more(beer)and I’d rather say f**k off than(admit)I love youI give it all..

i'd love you with imagined love

A Poem by Mike Melanson

i'd love you with imagined love,on sunny days i'd shout your nameto all the clouds unseen aboveand all the leaves on barren treeswould quiver at your ..

i only do this for the image

A Poem by Mike Melanson

why don't you ask me what i'm writing,really, because its all about you, i swearwhy don't you keep on wonderingwhat it is i'm doing, sitting over here..