Month: September 2012
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A very interesting and well written poem which I am happy to reblog in order to share with my followers. A poet worth following.
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HER NAME WAS SAUCY MISS MERRY FAIR
HER NAME WAS SAUCY MISS MERRY FAIR (Another poem from the book RABBIT IN A BOX) Her name was Saucy Miss Merry Fair And she rose up proudly from the sea and said she lived there. She told me she was from down Kensington Way And thought this a new place she might could stay […]
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NO ONE LISTENIN’
NO ONE LISTENING Copyright 2012 Gordon Kuhn Wearin’ blue jeans and a t-shirt Toe tied flip flops Walkin’ on hot sand Nothin’ here to make me stay Just sand and bottle tops Empty cans left layin’ By the side of the road No one talkin’ to me I’m unseen But Lookin’for new An’ wantin’ to […]
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THE PELMAN MURDERS YOU TUBE LINK.
My video for The Pelman Murders. http://www.youtube.com/embed/067E19Clh94
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THE PENGUIN — Poem from Rabbit in a Box.
THE PENGUIN Copyright 2012 Gordon Kuhn I woke one night in early May Of some forgotten year and I blush to say the date I don’t recall The number, sadly, wasn’t written on the wall And the memory of such it was did not stay Perhaps——memories Perhaps memories themselves have something to fear Of being […]
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Addresses to order THE PELMAN MURDERS for Kindle or Nook
You do not need to own a Kindle or a Nook. You can download onto your PC or your MAC from either Barnes and Noble for a Nook or from Amazon for a Kindle. It is your choice. You can download both for that matter. I have both on my computer as they have separate […]
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BOOK RELEASE: THE PELMAN MURDERS.
The Pelman Murders, a fictitious story about a family that has a problem with murder, incest, blackmail, fraud, insanity, and questions about who the father or fathers might be of two of the sons, is set in a background where a simple game of twin switch clouds the identity of one following the murder of […]
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LEAVE ME
LEAVE ME Copyright 2012 Gordon Kuhn Cannon shots fired from nearby range Struck and felled the mainsail mast Whiskey numbs but does not pain Stop the fevered wound from last Bleeding edges outward crimson flow From the candle the flame estrange Captured lies the wordsmith chained Wherefore can or will the poet go Lamed and […]
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UNABLE, COLLAPSING
UNABLE, COLLAPSING Copyright 2012 Gordon Kuhn, all rights reserved I’m collapsing in pain swept away with the shame that I cannot capture and hold the words and phrases so wondrous and bold which assault, no, no in tenderness touch yet unaware they are how deep the knife is plunged with every line that slips […]
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MR. AARON DRAKE (From the book Rabbit in a Box – see Amazon for details.)
MR. AARON DRAKE The day’s chill winds sifted through spreading cotton threads spreading threads too gapped to stop the flow of cold thin stretched they were as the clouds which slipped past overhead dipped and thinly spread with wisps of changing melting smoke darkly stained with blemish there swept past in constant moving coolish air […]
THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN 