The plaintives

These are two in a series of twelve poems I wrote in one day...that my best friend called "the plaintives"...probably also because it sounds like plaintiff...which oddly works.

Bedposts

Wandering up bedposts
I choose some new wine
I don't know what it does
I don't I don't
Curiouser and curiouser
Plagiarism plague
Some plaque to be removed
Your teeth your teeth
Wandering up bedposts
Your lies are dreaming
Your lies are dreaming
Your truth in new wine
And when you get up
Your dreams are laughing
Wandering seeming
Or is it your bedposts

Denis Streeter 6/7/11



Swallow breathe

Starter shelf
Shifting buttons
Yours and mine
Plaintive see
Open door
Yours and mine
Your debate
Makes no sense
Push another
Wait and see
Buttons open
Out your sleeve
Makes no sense
Seems to flow
Makes no sense
Push again
Swallow breathe.

Denis Streeter 6/7/11