There are 12 candles on the mantle,
And 12 candle blowers next to the mantle,
And 2 candle blowers are candle tenders to the candles on the mantle,
And we all take turns blowing the candles,
And we two light up and ignite the glowing wicks of the 12 candles on the mantle.
Candles
glennpgoodlander | 2:01 AM | Free Verse | 0 comments
For Love Respite
glennpgoodlander | 5:02 AM | Free Verse | 2 comments
I am very much in love and like;
With pretty girls and birds alike.
They tease me once
I kiss them twice.
I am very much in love tonight!
I am very much in love tonight,
Deep hearted friends make ships upright;
Float onward till Death’s touch alight.
I am very much in love and like.
Nostalgia wields an ink blot which,
When infused with a respite’s kiss.
Can give me once and
Give me twice:
I am very much in love tonight.
It's Odd
glennpgoodlander | 4:10 AM | Free Verse | 0 comments
The thing that makes me most alive
I promised to give my life
It seemed only fair
And honestly it’s what I wanted
But there is such a weight on my chest
It’s like a panic attack that never ends
And I ran out of options
Including fight or flight
And all I have left is to flounder
On damp linoleum tiles
Fuck I hate the funnies
But I’m wrapped up on the counter
Ready to get gutted and
Sold for scrap
I don’t think my heart is worth enough
Or my whole chestal section
But if it’ll forge our empire
What’s to lose
Cut cut away
Barbaric Benediction
glennpgoodlander | 3:26 AM | Free Verse | 0 comments
God inhabits their praises;
So we slew their worshippers.
Ripped out their heart strings
For liars and harps and cellos;
Congealed blood for waxing
Bowed bone bows-
Stretched skin drums.
Now we can play God.
Hungry Hearts
glennpgoodlander | 6:53 AM | Free Verse | 0 comments
Who can blame a hungry man for stealing bread?
In the same way who could
Blame me for stealing your heart?
But I promise to pay up
in
Found quarters and
Earned dollars
And compromises but
Uncompromised prerequisites
I will wish
glennpgoodlander | 4:35 AM | Free Verse | 0 comments
May I borrow a pen,
Like a smoker bums a light?
Illuminate my face,
Not unlike the twilight.
And, why in heaven’s name
Do I only enjoy to write at night?
Hell if I know, it’s 4:30 am.
Scribbling or tapping,
Runes transcribed into
0’s and 1’s and,
You won’t even notice.
Cuz for you
The day is quite done.
I’d trade this pen
For a share of the twin’s blanket.
And you always had a knack
For committing things to memory.
So please be my scribe and my muse.
And I’ll reminisce on the way your hair glows
In the monitor light.
4 Haiku For You
glennpgoodlander | 5:14 AM | Haiku | 0 comments
In the best way dear
All of me is wrapped in you;
And you are in me.
So thanks for your love,
Selfless un-supposing care.
Indebted lovers.
I’ll spend my whole life
On not paying back a cent;
And making our home.
And so in soon time,
And the middle of nighttime,
You won’t be alone.
Dear Lord,
glennpgoodlander | 2:58 AM | This Is Just To Say | 0 comments
Please forgive me for
minding the tumblers
and considering the hammers
of the backdoor
to the henhouse
It was so warm
and I so cold
Old Man's Requiem
glennpgoodlander | 5:19 AM | Free Verse | 0 comments
I could spend the rest of my life looking for a girl as beautiful as you
And would end up starring into the sun and going blind
Just so that I could see you again in my mind’s eye
End of Days
glennpgoodlander | 4:20 AM | 5 Syllable | 0 comments
When Styx runs over;
Charon leaves his post,
Hell spews forth its own,
And zombies will roam.
Mocking Bird
glennpgoodlander | 4:20 AM | Free Verse | 1 comments
I don't know if you've heard,
Tomorrow's Memories
glennpgoodlander | 4:03 AM | Haiku | 0 comments
Lets take a walk dear,
Under late summer dogwoods.
New memory lane.
Summer Actualities
glennpgoodlander | 4:42 AM | Haiku | 0 comments
Perspective destroys
Hosanna
glennpgoodlander | 5:51 AM | Free Verse | 0 comments
Off the Deep End
glennpgoodlander | 5:48 AM | Haiku | 0 comments
Off the Deep End
glennpgoodlander | 5:48 AM | Haiku | 0 comments
I'm tempted to stop
Full Term
glennpgoodlander | 4:49 AM | Free Verse | 1 comments
I have a folder on my computer
Which is home for miscarried thoughts
And disjointed ideas.
Maybe this will end up there
Or maybe lodged in your ear
Or maybe up my sleeve
Or maybe in your heart
Will Write For Love
glennpgoodlander | 4:41 AM | Free Verse | 0 comments
If you pay me to write,
I’ll write you: an essay,
Or a sonnet,
Or a play,
Or a news story.
If you pay me to love:
I’ll empathize,
I’ll emote,
I’ll console.
If you pay me to write,
I’ll write you an essay.
But I’ll never write you a
Love song.
If you pay me to love,
I’ll love everyone for you;
But I’ll never love you.
Because I’ve already sold
My heart twice over.
Dime Store Prayers
glennpgoodlander | 4:44 AM | Haiku | 1 comments
Please provide a way,
To carry us through this day.
Cuz there’s bills to pay.
As long as we're free
glennpgoodlander | 4:11 AM | Free Verse | 0 comments
I went to the seer to see,
How much longer it could possibly be.
She looked at me sadly and said,
“Wait any longer and love might be dead.”
I’ve spit out expectations into a jar,
Placed them under the backseat;
In both of our cars.
Paired off like love trees,
On cul-de-sac streets;
Patiently waiting
For our lips to meet.
Sandy Shore promises,
Tempted back to the sea.
If you give me your all
I’ll take it gladly.
The moon be our witness,
The prophet our guide;
With God and with swiftness
You’ll be by my side.
Penny store fetters
Declare that we’re free.
To start life together
However we please.
White Sand
glennpgoodlander | 4:11 AM | Free Verse | 0 comments
Once upon a time
We meant to boat across the lake;
But we capsized our vessel on the shore.
We fell into each other and found out
Sunken ships
Make for good shade.
We carved out a grotto
With our backs to the shallow keel,
And your platinum hair mixed with the
White sand shore.
Feathers
glennpgoodlander | 8:17 PM | Free Verse | 0 comments
There are feathers in my room.
From afar they look like small rainbows,
Emitting from gray pluming clouds.
Up close they appear to be
Brush strokes that only you
Know how to manipulate.
There are feathers on the floor,
There are feathers on the bed,
There are feathers on table tops and in drawer spaces,
There are feathers littered all about and I’m scared to clean them up;
Because I don’t want to forget what they look like.
Beloved Jack
glennpgoodlander | 8:19 PM | Limerick | 0 comments
There once was a man twas named Jack,
He spent his whole life on his back,
He was trapped in his mind,
Unthought thoughts to find,
And forgot to consider love’s lack.
Miss
glennpgoodlander | 3:06 AM | Haiku | 0 comments
Miss is a word which
Is five letters in length and
Tonight I miss you
Stairs
glennpgoodlander | 1:45 AM | Free Verse | 0 comments
Do you remember how long we have been climbing?
One foot after another,
Up flight after flight,
Or maybe down flight after flight,
I suppose it doesn’t matter
Have I told you it hurts to climb
Or descend these stairs?
It hurts in my hips
And it hurts in my knees
And it hurts in my ankles
And it hurts in my toes
It’s worst in my toes
Because little boys never ponder
The joints of their toes
But I know all 26 bones by name
But I wont bore you
Did I mention it doesn’t hurt anymore
To climb up and down stairs and
Seemingly take flight
But here’s the thing
I still hate stairs
Why do I feel compelled to
March
And dance
Down
And
Up?
Doomsday
glennpgoodlander | 11:21 PM | Free Verse | 0 comments
If the world were to end tomorrow,
And every good intention
Were suddenly due early.
If today was the day that the
Earth would Stand Still,
And no one would notice our absence.
I’d sneak you away to the country,
I’d take you to a field of flowers and braid half
into your hair and the other half
I would make our marriage bed.
We would consummate
the end of the world the
Way it began:
In love.
Taste and See
glennpgoodlander | 11:15 PM | Free Verse | 0 comments
I used to pray to see angels;
I wanted to admire their fiery swords,
And majestic wings,
And cower in pleasure.
I used to pray to see demons;
I wanted to smell their stink and
Fear in my heart but with my mouth
Stand ever strong.
Now I pray to taste and see;
And so I got my eyes gouged,
And my tongue cut out,
And I’ve never been happier.
The Corner of Beach and Imperial
glennpgoodlander | 11:11 PM | Haiku | 0 comments
Black plastic bag floats
For homeless entertainment
A kite with no string
Day Dreamin
glennpgoodlander | 8:00 PM | Free Verse | 0 comments
I would be lying if
I were not to admit,
That in my imagination,
You have found a home.
Every kiss every touch,
Bit lip and rouge blush,
Has been dreamt a hundred times before.
Lets Not Waste TIme
glennpgoodlander | 7:55 PM | Haiku | 0 comments
Time clicks along like
The hammer of a gun which
We’ll play roulette with.
From My Home
glennpgoodlander | 7:47 PM | Limerick | 0 comments
There once was a man from my home,
Who dreamed that he was alone,
He changed his address
Surely he was blessed
For he took her heart as his own.
August Afternoon
glennpgoodlander | 7:36 PM | Haiku | 0 comments
Sit in August shade
Wind chimes sound like wedding bells
Anthem of our love
Not so Lonely Roads
glennpgoodlander | 7:13 PM | Free Verse | 0 comments
I have walked the paths of entropy
Mostly devoid of empathy
Girl you’ve been so good to me
For walking lonely roads with me
Autumn Leaves
glennpgoodlander | 6:34 PM | Haiku | 0 comments
What wonder it is
That leaves which are moribund-
God's watercolors
Marks of Manhood
glennpgoodlander | 5:49 PM | Haiku | 0 comments
Exposed monoliths,
Crash due to commandeering,
George Washington moans.
Uncomfortable Housing
glennpgoodlander | 5:44 PM | Free Verse | 0 comments
Sometimes I avoid interaction,
I lock myself into cybernetic connection
And digitize my psyche.
I am tired of being a employee at
Emotional baggage claim
And working the roundabout
All hours of the night without pay.
I woke up from a dreamy dream,
And was forced to clock in with another’s name.
Maybe its because its the name on my nametag,
But not on my heart!
I implore my employer,
To let me explore my career options,
Or at least apply for my position.
Lets run away
glennpgoodlander | 5:36 PM | Free Verse | 0 comments
We left home
Near empty packs
Hopped in our car
And never looked back
We had nothing together
Sharing one name
And two rings worth two bits
A grocery store gain
With smiles like currency
We trudged through the mire
And purchased our passage
For our secret desire
The End is Nigh
glennpgoodlander | 5:33 PM | Free Verse | 0 comments
We are ineffectual headcases
In armored heart war arms races,
Mass producing defense mechanisms
To protect us from nuclear winter frostbite.
If you take off your demron dress
Then I’ll remove my kevlar body bag;
And we’ll make love to stave off
Root rot from lack of blood circulation.
Where have the noble gone,
Who try to protect anyone but themselves.
Someone passed the buck to someone
Who couldn’t give a fuck,
And the whole world paid the price.
So lets rouse the fire of love
With arousing speech that
Provokes eardrums to
Viva la Revolución!
Lets whisper master plans
Into lovers ears,
In back alley brothels
With no pretensions at all.
Naked nocturnal funeral processions
Carve patterns like snowflakes with snowplows
In fallen fall autumn leaves
Till sunrise remakes our masquerade.
Mountain Climber
glennpgoodlander | 5:32 PM | Haiku | 0 comments
Sing praise to mountains,
Lionizing mountaineers,
Arresting moments.
Daily Grind
glennpgoodlander | 5:32 PM | Haiku | 0 comments
Absolutes are for
Thinking and liberty for
Living neither save.
Sunday Schematics
glennpgoodlander | 4:21 PM | Haiku | 0 comments
I build skyscrapers
With lego sets on Sundays
Since God is resting
Summer Arousing
glennpgoodlander | 4:19 PM | Haiku | 0 comments
Thanks for loving me
Despite public luck pressing,
Kisses and touches.
Eight ball
glennpgoodlander | 4:18 PM | Limerick | 0 comments
There once was a man from Aloma,
Who traded his heart for a cola.
When spread on his lips,
He gave death its kiss
And met God with powdered aroma.
Liquor Lovers
glennpgoodlander | 4:10 PM | Haiku | 0 comments
Moonshine shines in eyes
And firewater bellies
Invite the spirits
Lady Liberty
glennpgoodlander | 4:06 PM | Haiku | 0 comments
Militant Police
File reports to no one
Justice weeps raindrops
First Rain
glennpgoodlander | 4:03 PM | Haiku | 0 comments
Cool fall breeze kiss toes,
Chilled sweetly by sheets of mist,
Compels them to roam
Banana Pancakes
glennpgoodlander | 4:03 PM | Haiku | 0 comments
Banana pancakes
Sizzle over the raindrops
Symphony of Spring
Legatee
glennpgoodlander | 4:01 PM | Free Verse | 0 comments
Road signs in white are suggestions,
And I’m suggesting that we run away.
Dress in white dresses and speed past
Naysayers and self proclaimed soothsayers.
You deserve more than shotguns and Vegas,
But I survive on your exhales
And I have phlegm clogging arteries.
I’ll carry you through thresholds
And kiss your secret wishes
I’ll share my name and my namesake
And make you my heiress
Car Kisses
glennpgoodlander | 3:40 PM | Haiku | 0 comments
Skin invitation
Sweats yes in late summertime
Not yet my brief bride
Courtship Clockwork
glennpgoodlander | 5:38 AM | Haiku | 0 comments
Lets hide in the space
Between second hand clickings
Secret shared moments
Hijacked Heart Murmurs
glennpgoodlander | 4:35 AM | Haiku | 0 comments
Telephone lines hang
Low with whispered love letters
Kidnapped Affection
Cat and Mouse part 1
glennpgoodlander | 3:30 AM | | 0 comments
I love you dear
And we have time;
To wake slow to pendulums,
And old men counting dimes.
You told me you love me
But that you are coy,
So I will pursue you,
With you I won’t toy.
“Name your game.” I said,
“Cat and Mouse.” your reply,
So beloved I will chase you,
Across all nine lives
Wartime
glennpgoodlander | 1:48 AM | Free Verse | 0 comments
Mud covered boots leave their mark on linoleum tiles,
The combat boots are thrown and bounce around for a moment,
Before finding a spot to rest halfway under the kitchen table.
From this vantage point they view a paradox in motion:
The solider is drunk off war propaganda,
Having drank the molotov cocktails 3 parts hate and 1 part fear;
And she is getting over a bad case of sick with worry,
Having been told by the doctor that there was nothing to worry over
She got high on loss,
A four course score which races through the veins.
But now they take a break and drink in the other,
To hotbox the passion of the moment,
Like a sweat lodge whose purpose is to milk out the poison of war,
They spread out little pills with an “E” on one side and a ;) on the other,
And life becomes livable when there is only one person in the room.
But as quickly as the moment began it ends,
Boots are laced and dried mud cracks off the floor,
The solider leaves sobered,
And the woman stays- a new made mother.
Volatile voluble voluptuous vipers
glennpgoodlander | 2:51 AM | Haiku | 0 comments
Words are bone keys which,
Loose bound Muses and Sirens;
Puzzles of word play.
FMS
glennpgoodlander | 8:47 PM | Free Verse | 0 comments
In the corner,
There,
Is a six stringed guitar
With Venetian hips.
She is Sitka above,
And Ovangkol beneath,
A pre mixed mixture of coffee and creme.
Slender and freckled with Mother of Pearl,
Is her
long
dark
neck,
Framed with thin white borders.
She has sung the most beautiful songs,
And wept the most moving elegies,
It is covered in dust.
Smoke Signals
glennpgoodlander | 8:43 PM | Free Verse | 0 comments
She gently lifts the cigarette to her mouth and
Shelters it from the breeze while she flick
Flicks it to life
Her first drag is long and sultry
Reigniting the end of the shaft
Which meanders towards her lips
But never gets that fiery kiss
The swirl of her exhale carries
More weight than the wind
And sends her demons packing
On smoke shade backs