Creative Poetry 101
a friend of mine
thinks highly of my stuff
he tells me
once I get it out there
a couple of collections under my belt
I could be a visiting professor
at a university
teach creative poetry
stand there
talk about Frost
Poe
and Dickinson
I could use obscure words
like enjambment
concupiscient
and wow the students
with my vocabulary
luckily for them
I’m not washed up yet
and I don’t care about money
so it’ll be a while
before I fuck up their poetry
The Dare
frozen
in a cloud
of soft snow
staring at a pole
scared
uncertain
the wind howled
a double dog dare
before he could react
a triple dog dare
turned the cocoons
in his stomach to butterflies
he put out his tongue
and leaned forward
stuck to the pole
and no matter
how hard he tried
couldn’t free himself
from love
Adrift
