Poetry Blog by D.W. Hamilton
Golden Boy
I hear your drunken silken voice
calling in the ally, blue black angles here define the shadows of telephone wires into a small cubist canyon.
The problem is we're trusting other people to know what they're talking about when they don't.
Burberry Blursday booms into funhouse mirrors and I refract into myself.
"I want you to never forget me."
"Where are you, Love?"
I do the tango of...
Thursday 14th January 2021 4:43 am
Leaving Eden
Here's the thing about the Bible It says "In the beginning." But doesn't say of what. I guess we weren't full of ill-intention until we left the garden. This is why in the complex XX YX equation I have to own my original sin. It was curiosity. A human trait.
Wednesday 23rd December 2020 2:04 am
I was there
the moment sleet turned to snow.
The temperature dropped
and the breeze picked up
just enough to send white crystals
into a flurry like a globe
shaken in hope
it fell in the dark light
on slick sidewalks
it sliced this ice
that sleeted into snow.
Tuesday 22nd December 2020 2:16 am
Ambition
There is nothing so modern
as ambition,
the stream-lined-ness of it,
its upward motion,
the way it plows under
all that lies behind its tracks.
I can not blame the 20th Century
for its relentless progress,
its awkward locomotive grace,
its sense of nostalgia
in the face of a force
that has become inevitable
for its incessant forward sweep.
A century whose fl...
Friday 18th December 2020 9:23 pm
Holy Givenore
Her name was Holy Givemore
She lived by the seashore.
She had a way with words
that made us feel like turds.
She had a left eye
That stared off the right eye
Catching us all
Off guard.
She said "I promise you this
I'll be your nemesis."
And we found out
After that.
Why it's always best
to lay to rest
the thing you can't find.
No neve...
Tuesday 24th November 2020 4:30 am
Why not cry, Wolf?
When my tears come they will
be defrosted snowflakes from
a self-sequestered squad of four
deliberate deep-sea divers
hired to harvest each
teardrop
grown from a kernel of salt
with care
from beneath an iceberg.
This map of Alaska is a scale model
highway of my heart.
These tears that would blur my vision
are corn s...
Sunday 27th September 2020 1:38 am
Diary of the Forgotten Man
It's been one full week now
I've suffered amnesia.
Strangers step up to me on crowded corners
and call me by name.
"Can we talk?"
So much of what we call luck
is caught up in the periphery
more so than from Nosy Parkers
who are by-products of deception
in this unfortunate sunlight.
On clear bright afternoons
one can hear the hiss
of the sun's surface crackling
solar flares eru...
Sunday 20th September 2020 2:29 am
Sports on TV
The battle tonight will be in the cage
It's all the rage
To define the age
It will be Antifa Vs. Nazis tonight
Well alright
That's a fight
As spiked forearms careen
Smashing skulls to smithereens
it makes a scene
For your viewing pleasure
A gladiator's measure
Of pure sports treasure.
Only on Pay for View.
I thought you knew.
That...
Thursday 3rd September 2020 4:17 am
A Wobbly Leg
of a lovers' triangle
three-legged stool
warbles like a nightingale,
"Why alone? Why?"
an emergency test broadcasting
to the tuned-in hood
that sets curious ears keening.
Is this war?
Is it surrender when Apollo says,
"I love you. Till next time?"
The wobbly little stool leg
waffles underfoot defying mechanics
A tenderfoot always triple-guessing its worth.
Insecure foot soldie...
Tuesday 18th August 2020 1:03 am
Reconstruction
He / I / We / She / It
Decided to tear it down today
Deconstruct
Go to the deep root causing the pain
We tooled around with a needle
on a raw nerve
illustrating the malady
The Source of Our Discontent
For who am I? Who are We? Who are They?
To dare to ask
Permission to speak?
Go ask Wentworth.
He / I / We / She / It
want/s to tear it all down
cast a match on the dumpst...
Friday 14th August 2020 1:53 am
Golden Boy
I hear your drunken silken voice
calling in the ally, blue black angles here define the shadows of telephone wires into a small cubist canyon.
The problem is we're trusting other people to know what they're talking about when they don't.
Burberry Blursday booms into funhouse mirrors and I refract into myself.
"I want you to never forget me."
"Where are you, Love?"
I do the tango...
Saturday 8th August 2020 5:56 am
Aluminum
Sometimes I dream
In aluminum
I dream in aluminum
Molten possibility digitally rendered
As the mercury lava is printed 3D
I dream in aluminum
The quicksilver's destiny
Fluid shiny until it stands
Self strengthened
I dream in aluminum
Multi mutated form stretched
Beyond lawn chairs or awnings
Candlesticks and chandeliers
A world where everything
Is made of aluminum
Entire hou...
Friday 7th August 2020 12:21 am
God's Eye
The old carpet with its Byzantine border
matted threads of burgundy and gold
ornate snowflake eye-of-God center
has a motif of predator and prey.
There are four ceremonial huntings
woven reflections in right-angled mirrors
a ring of Indian tigers mounted on deer’s backs
teeth sunk continuously in their necks.
The magi mediate on the rug’s middle
until the medallion draws them in
until ...
Sunday 2nd August 2020 11:44 pm
Different Colors of Cats
A green cat with a yellow tail
can disappear in a field of dandelions
swatting white moths in clover.
Pepto-Bismal pink cats hold séances
in their very own kitchens, resurrecting
spirits of mice they’ve eaten, clattering
cups of tea on scratched china saucers,
letting their kittens play street games.
Sitting and sipping in silken shadows
caused by lampshades wrapped in nylons.
...
Tuesday 21st July 2020 1:20 am
Wistful Creek
Low in this season
each terrace a saucer
trickling green tea
spilt by an unwieldy waiter.
Clumsy,
treading over damp stones
balanced tray on upturned hand
skipping over black puddles
that breed mosquitoes.
Aspens --
peeling white bark
(peeling bleached wallpaper)
filter light
...
Monday 20th July 2020 12:44 am
JULY 4
The summer I stopped praying
I took brisk showers in porcelain basins
to become the boy Monkey Shoe
swimming stripped naked at winter solstice.
The Noxubee River runs laurel snake
X-rated through this cigar box town
able tomb robber against damnation
slowly slipping reflections
of black tree silhouettes in green Adam’s Ale
past peroxide blonde Hollywood sunbathers
bikini an...
Thursday 16th July 2020 11:02 pm
Hurricane Alicia
The hydrogen clouds advancing
are cattle collective
soot has forged.
“How are you?”
“How are you?”
they ask a man in yellow
row boat, a Watchmaker
who plows the fields Formica.
"As fine as a water beetle,"
he roars,
his forehead puckered fierce.
Ahead runs a warthog, sobbing,
“So much stress
a nervous break-
...
Wednesday 15th July 2020 11:01 pm
21 Column Colonnade
The awakening, nightly,
comes at 3 am
I search as insomnia,
through dim stacks blurred
atop my desk
A lesson in diligence
0-9, 0-9, Bovine
7 - 7, 7th Heaven, seven come eleven
A confederacy in Grey
yellow yellow / dandelion red
lessening Indulgence
for the scalloped edge postcard sent
from the Isle
of Crete.
Photo depicts
a luminous la...
Wednesday 15th July 2020 10:12 pm
Anton's Arrival
I.
Anton arrives on a rickshaw
the cabbie’s clogs
clopping a clipped tattoo
in night traffic.
Disembarking, the regal boy knocks
while I'm within
fish-eyeing Anton as some
sumptuous spectacle
through the peephole pinned
on my front door.
II.
Anton had arrived on a rickshaw,
the cool evening air
clo...
Wednesday 15th July 2020 6:53 pm
RED WHITE AND BLUE (for Jon Jon)
I.
Today’s prize is a lava lamp
with two convulsing orbs of gelatinous mass
that never collide or absorb
but rather glide past one another.
One Red, one Blue as Dallas Montana sky
Blobs floating in the clear white corrector fluid
as net neutrality for one’s citizenry.
White that shines like a beacon from a UFO
on a tabloid stand we ride
within their bulbous spheres
Within this aura ho...
Wednesday 15th July 2020 4:51 am
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