Eight-Word Poems

Just one last Humpty one, I swear!


Humpty-
Whoosh,
crash,
splat,
gone in
sixty seconds...

You once held
my heart
in your hands

Fair is not air;

else,
I'd be dead.

a dew-crowned
morning
sparkles among
deep, shadowed greens

In the dark
they come for me
dreams

You know that
horses with hooves
all thumbs

Quit staring
at me 2 AM
I'm going

Whalebones and trombones
whistle wha-wha'd wind blown.
.

run, hide,
connive-your fate will
find you

the need inside
that is
never quite tamed

the day is full
of eight word poems

Sometimes
I cannot get out
of the day

sometimes
the day wraps around me
like tentacles

why don't you come
I'm all alone!

four fighting
pounds of boy-
breathe, baby, breathe