—Poetry by John Yamrus, Pennsylvania
—Artwork Courtesy of Public Domain
after the reading,
a
reporter
for the student paper
asked me
what career i would take
if
i wasn’t a writer.
i
looked at him
and said:
at this point in my life
i guess porn star is out of the question.
the
poor kid
looked at me.
he
didn’t
know what to say.
neither did i.
a
reporter
for the student paper
asked me
what career i would take
if
i wasn’t a writer.
i
looked at him
and said:
at this point in my life
i guess porn star is out of the question.
the
poor kid
looked at me.
he
didn’t
know what to say.
neither did i.
he was
drunk
and more
than a little bit crazy
and
made the mistake
of leaving the live video feed
on
his computer open
and when
he was done reading his poems
all that
was left was this sad
drunk
old man
and the sound
of him walking from room to room
trying
to see where
the magic had gone.
drunk
and more
than a little bit crazy
and
made the mistake
of leaving the live video feed
on
his computer open
and when
he was done reading his poems
all that
was left was this sad
drunk
old man
and the sound
of him walking from room to room
trying
to see where
the magic had gone.
i’ve been shit on...
this time
by a
bird
whose aim
was more direct,
on target
and effective
than any of
the critics
who
dislike me,
my poems,
my attitude,
my way of writing
or
just
my way of
seeing things.
in
fact,
this bird
should write
a book
and call it:
“John Yamrus is in my sights...lean,
mean and as i see him”...
it’s
a little long
for the title of a book,
but,
then,
this was
one
hell of a bird.
i’d tip my cap
to him,
but,
like i said...
he’s
got me
in his sights.
this time
by a
bird
whose aim
was more direct,
on target
and effective
than any of
the critics
who
dislike me,
my poems,
my attitude,
my way of writing
or
just
my way of
seeing things.
in
fact,
this bird
should write
a book
and call it:
“John Yamrus is in my sights...lean,
mean and as i see him”...
it’s
a little long
for the title of a book,
but,
then,
this was
one
hell of a bird.
i’d tip my cap
to him,
but,
like i said...
he’s
got me
in his sights.
she said
touch
spit to me
and
i sizzle.
that’s
way too hot
he
said.
damn it,
pass the tequila.
touch
spit to me
and
i sizzle.
that’s
way too hot
he
said.
damn it,
pass the tequila.
in dog obedience class…
for once,
my little Abby
did everything right.
for
once,
she didn’t
bite, jump or pull.
this time
she paid attention
and sat
and stayed
and came
and listened…
just like all the other dogs.
i can’t tell you how much
i hated
that.
for once,
my little Abby
did everything right.
for
once,
she didn’t
bite, jump or pull.
this time
she paid attention
and sat
and stayed
and came
and listened…
just like all the other dogs.
i can’t tell you how much
i hated
that.
i’m
right now
sitting out back,
listening to Chet Baker—
the James Dean of ‘50s jazz—
and reading me some Kerouac,
(Big Sur),
while
the sun
goes down
behind the fence
right in front of me.
how
god damn perfect
is
that?
___________________
Today’s LittleNip:
they
both
knew it
do
any
one thing
long
enough
and
you’ll
see things
to break your heart
—John Yamrus
____________________
Welcome back to the Kitchen today to John Yamrus, who was first featured on Medusa’s Kitchen on June 25, 2022 (medusaskitchen.blogspot.com/2022/06/that-killer-instinct.html). Today’s poems are from from his book, Selected Poems: The Director’s Cut, now available at www.amazon.com/Selected-Poems-Directors-John-Yamrus/dp/0578284138/.
_____________________
—Medusa
right now
sitting out back,
listening to Chet Baker—
the James Dean of ‘50s jazz—
and reading me some Kerouac,
(Big Sur),
while
the sun
goes down
behind the fence
right in front of me.
how
god damn perfect
is
that?
___________________
Today’s LittleNip:
they
both
knew it
do
any
one thing
long
enough
and
you’ll
see things
to break your heart
—John Yamrus
____________________
Welcome back to the Kitchen today to John Yamrus, who was first featured on Medusa’s Kitchen on June 25, 2022 (medusaskitchen.blogspot.com/2022/06/that-killer-instinct.html). Today’s poems are from from his book, Selected Poems: The Director’s Cut, now available at www.amazon.com/Selected-Poems-Directors-John-Yamrus/dp/0578284138/.
_____________________
—Medusa
—Public Domain Photo Courtesy
of Joe Nolan, Stockton, CA
of Joe Nolan, Stockton, CA
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Photos in this column can be enlarged by
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Would you like to be a SnakePal?
All you have to do is send poetry and/or
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work from all over the world—including
that which was previously published—
and collaborations are welcome.
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