Craze Poems

Rafting by the Curb to the Sewer
Mind numbing sets the tone for disappointment
Tribulation is not all its cracked up to be

Deer in the heavens pour carefully with athletic drinks
Are armadillo native to foreign lands?

The Black Knight goes where no biped has gone before
Bright Eyes blinks for another studio audience

The listening post deigns to plug ears that don't exist
Chilean dancers trim our budgeted harmonics

Air on the F string is a delectable preference
Oh yeah, forgot you were a writing artist

An unmoored boat can float unnoticed to triangulated positions
Centipedes compete to find meaning for 16 inches

The despised snorter has stinky fleece and a well worn path

Barking Up Trees in Mecca
Doing yoga in the eye of the tornado
Mi mater turns out not be be my bailiwick

It takes a AAA to power a superego

Greek Thunder Scares Older Dogs
Old made new can curl large round stones across terrazzo flooring
So what do we do if everything changes?

I can't see that mountain in front of me so I'll walk through
Penetrating stares may see the colored underwear

My memory sticks out in odd parallelograms
Everything is just advertising space

Jello in Your Nose
A sunbeam, a sunbeam, a coronal magnetosphere disruption
Pencil shaving are great lunches for pink elephants

Just ask Irving the heir of the engineer
What in the world do you do to turkey lungs?

Every syllable is punctuated with a punctual pundit
When you encounter the curious savage, announce it a savant

Her virtual ears flap according to the beat of the jungle
The foreign speaking dragon has eyes of envy

Look carefully for the rabbit in an obscure Paris bank
Bourne on wings of the great eaglet of fortune

The Lt. Colonel glides along on the silver linings
When you stand you must be feeling your landing zone for comfort

Upwards of seventy million extinct multitudes appreciate tickets
Study to show thyself kaleidescopes of prickly pears

Any one of the great spinsters can have blissful angioplasties
It is the one to which the two can triple tongue quadraceps

Okay, that's good for now

Craig O. Taylor

Lemons as Bedfellows
If you think this is a crusty bread, just wait
Gather around the hub and warm your fingerprints

Send the scouts ahead to sleep in joy
Red is at the hitching post again asserting nothingness

There must be a point to all of the gloom
Look under that rock for signs of the Reagan Dementia

Here is where you would find a completely unmotivated stingray
What to do about keys that type themselves silly

Twins should not speak unless spoken to by worms
I think I could stay with you for awhile, maybe longer, if I do

An intangible, fake military man thinks it should be thus
Ah, the ecstasy of a filmy story about a man named Betty

Oh my, my elbow is leaking gas
Leave some space behind that oven, it is part of my estate

A word unread is nonetheless a word indeed
What was that all about unless it be spongy masses of toothpick pulp

The secret plot of plants to take over their pots
When expectations fail to meet congressmen, watch out

Raking Wet Leaves in the Dark
Maybe the tap is turned down to a regular downspout
Your twin is looking down the same sewer

Once upon a noontime oven
Look to Larry for all of your reluctant salesmen

Soaking up the great classic golf outings
Look out at the incredible dregs of the Elizabethan reign

Suds lace the otherwise normal submarine cakes
The great plant reaches feebly toward the non-existent sunshine

Well of course you see that the wind still blows champion bubbles
Who needs these stinking bloated boxes

How long can it last
Threads are enough to hold skyscrapers in place

Craig O. Taylor

Diversify and Conquer Knotty Knolls
The crash victim avoids fat in his diet
The superior counterpart will thrust a thankful visit

The valley of the giants will part my living room
Make sure you water those carved pumpkins

Dancing genes could become superstar molecules
The impact of a coronal mass may remove my eyebrows

When monoliths submit to intrusion the drinking fountains diversify
Only a proper left-handed salute will sink ships

That nasty error will require some whiteing out
Dr. Morgue will leave before the term is through