‘Of a Feather’ and Other Poems by C.B. Anderson
. Of a Feather Professor Swann was new among the fonts of knowledge chugging up the tenure track; he'd earned...
. Of a Feather Professor Swann was new among the fonts of knowledge chugging up the tenure track; he'd earned...
. Myths _I mined the Grecian myths _and wrung from them this gem: The gods amuse themselves with us and...
. Therapy ---After "Help! I Can’t Stop Speaking in Iambic!" by Cynthia Erlandson Help! I can’t stop writing psychobabble!No matter...
. Dad and I Our sessions last an hour or two at most, for we get through them just as...
. A Sonnet for My One True Love Forever let the night go on and on, My body to your...
. I Would Say Yes ---a villanelle for Larry on our 36th Anniversary We were young and rather stupid then,...
. A Winter's Tale There’re many strange and spooky tales, That come from England’s hills and dales. When Winter tightens...
. Durus Frater, Alma Mater Spring forward to where former arch-rivals Fall back on tall stories of the travels They...
. Alotta Lip About my Hip Alotta lip about my hip On paper, phone, computer-drive. The new one at my...
. Auntie Barb ---a pantoum She cuts the cheats and charmers to the quick—Her tongue will skin a scoundrel in...
. Roads of Potter County Finally Spring has come north here---Always my favorite time of year.Potter will tease you in...
. Kissing Cousin I see her every two years, usuallyWhen someone dies or marries. And we kissAs if we were...
. Know Your Place __“Know your place!” In grammar school, that stung like mace.“To the corner!”—my timeout place. __“Know your...
. Spring Has Sprung Spring has sprung. It has begun--- _Birds nesting in the tree. It’s warm again. The cackling...
. Sally November rains brought to our basement door From the woods some pleading, needy eyes Staring from a fur...
. The Water Closet An earthen pit, an outhouse stool, a chamber pot— We’ve long dispensed with these, the whole...
. Ogre Food My parents, dear, although you love me so; and in your love, wish only for my best....
. Written in a Cubicle What spurs me, in this breathing grave of coffee mouths and cheeks unshaved, to stand...
. A Faithful Friend's Advice The girl you have is just the one for you— my head could not conceive...
Alive, Alive-o In Dublin’s fair city,Where the girls are so pretty,There lived an old woman,Who was well known to...
. Territorializing Slithering slowly, so very precise, A methodic invader (and catcher of mice), She stealthily slips toward the enemy...
. How I Spent My Spring Vacation: Poetry and Photography by James A. Tweedie . It Begins 45 Days Surrounded...
. Medusa's Sisters Medusa lost her head and found renown instead. Her living sisters roared, “And why are we ignored...
. Anachronistic Chaucer When April showers, forecast on TV,delayed our pilgrimage to Canterbury,an eating house, clept Hooters, we espiedbeside a...
. The Ballad of Shamus Well, Shamus were a likely lad wid a good well-meanin’ ‘eart As strong as O’Malley’s...
. Innovative Thinking My long-time love gave me a special gift, a photo of himself when he was young. He...
. Poetry Legacy Superb is her poetic contribution, Unique in its design and execution. She hopes the work is widely...
. Spring Bloomers ---a triolet A lick of spring has kissed the air Whispering of skimpy knickers--- It’s time to...
. Dirty Dishes The dust is often out of handAnd should I write my name uponThe coffee table and night...
. The Wedding Dress The dress, first cleaned and vacuum-packed, _Was safely stored back then, Remaining perfectly intact _And never...
. Be Careful What Ya’ Wish For Well, all o’ ya’ knows when ol’ Paddy McFarland’s _been drinkin’ ‘e’ll spin...
. Vernal Equinox Germans call this season “frühling.” Spaniards name it “primavera.” Welshmen say the term is “gwanwyn.” Shetland trawlers...
. Equinox Blues Welcome to spring! The last snow may be past,_and bright blue frames the parting clouds.The sun rides...
. Simple Simon Responds to Sayings of Captain Obvious English literature tends to be wordy. Many tricks are exceedingly dirty....
. Mussolini's Minions ---Segesta, 2012 Entranced, we wander round the temple site.The hot Sicilian sun beats down. I’m frayed,now seek...
. Gossiping Hinges Some think we hinges only squeak __because we seek __an oily drop __to make us stop, but...
. Give Praise for These Days of Old Age You’re up in the morning, you moan and you groan, You’re...
. Howl at the River Howl at the river, cry me a moon; Blow up on a drum, and beat...
. Capacity “This is too big and inexcusably Extravagant, so next time I insist We buy a smaller glass. This...
. How Did You Woo Me? Let Me Count the Way You didn’t sweep in on a snowy steedClad in...
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You have unearthed a treasure for me with which I had familiarity. Your fascinating tale with exquisite rhyme, I compared…
I never had an Aunt Ingeborg, and that's a good thng, because in many respects I would have pissed her…
Absolutely brilliant. The music of your words and the compelling story you have told bring me joy that is so…
Brian, I've been where there are no computers readily available for a few days, but just wanted to acknowledge your…
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