“There are three rules for writing the novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are.” (W. SOMERSET MAUGHAM)

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Co-poets pt.7

Continuing the collaboration theme, this piece is mine alone and based on the original lines sent to all the collaborators and represents where my mindset was at the time I thought of them...
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Memories appear
then fade away
like half-formed clouds
that almost become
a pirate ship.

Blackbeard was a pirate,
Bill Mazeroski too
but he was a different kind,
I think.

Pirates liked to bury
their treasure.
I had a dog once
he liked to bury stuff
in the yard

Who’s out there?
I saw someone lurking,
you stay away!
Leave my treasure alone!


  1. Weird, paranoid piece. Scary snapshot of someone losing bits of reality. Dementia looms. The pleasant surprise here is that the poem is memorable. Kudos, Chris, for taking a risk, for trying something a little different.

  2. Thank you, sir. It is very different for me, I like it...