Tuesday Is A Wet Sock by Shinwell Johnson
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Shinwell Johnson
Tuesday is a Wet Sock by Shinwell Johnson
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What do we live for,
if it is not to make life less difficult to each other?
–George Eliot
For:
Ted
Kristie
Donna
Robin
David
Ma & Pa Kelleher
Tuesday is a Wet Sock
Stepmother of dismembered girl charge with Bigomy
That weight I lost last month, I seem to have found again.
There is cold and snow in much of us
In Arizona our gun laws are very liberal
Death by Misadventure
We don 't know why the plane went on a wobbly
I always said I’d enjoy going to his funeral
Well that’s just plain bughouse
You don't fit the bill now do you.
When they look in the mirror they want to see themselves looking back.
Don 't come the old boy scout at me sunshine
The bridge that doesn’t collapse does not make the news
The exclamation point machine
The opposite of ‘all hell breaks loose’
The very model of modern English major
Chia Guevara
Bath and Body doesn’t Work
The best thing to do is not say anything to anyone
Manolo Colonic
You look old enough to know better
A petulant and vengeful man
Your toothbrush tastes funny
You were awesome until you got old
Just slap a stick on it and all the regular kids will love it.
Oh goodie, let’s have lots
He can’t hurt you now; he’s shot his bolt
Yes from what I gather,
I wish you would
Gather up for good
The problem with stupid people is that they will never know
how smart they are not.
Printering
even our own names refer to something so far removed from our selves
they could mean almost nothing at all.
The man who plays the clown makes me sad
Even the weather is maudlin.
Fisherman stranded on rock is genius
You cannot talk about past glories while having fun in the present
Almost and indiscernible difference
Magical madrigals
It’s not what a writer can write, but what a reader will accept
Scamouflage
look at your shoes in shame.
a nightingale sang in Tiananmen square
iHave
scuppered
I will endeavor to ascertain
I heard you made a dog’s breakfast of your reading
Assiduity: Constant or close attention to what one is doing
We pack a lot of heat on D
opprobrious
SONOWON
Snowow
They got a bit above themselves
He is a dangerous intellectual
Whack up the ginger
Paper cannot feel humiliation
In the Florida room David sits with dissonance
The women of pop go hop
Very much looking forward to seeing this
he looks the part of the louche prince in thrall
overcome a crippling stammer
Never mind blowing out 50 candles
He’s all boots and waistcoats
The future isn’t a place anymore
crumbling into a kipple, the prose of the obsolete soars
clean, rational, clutterless
I tripped up on something old girl
It knocked the wind right out of me
I’ll be right as rain in just a moment
a tiggerish trail of breadcrumbs
a commanding view of a wild goose chase
tiggerish
I felt like everyone was kicking me out of rooms
He cannot get up from the writings
like a crab his legs send no signals
We never condemn anyone who does not know what they were doing
I let her play the piano and take her mind off of things; I’ll go to the river
gold amongst the dross of the deregulated
A sick man is never where he wants to be
I will be generous enough to not envy you
Flashion
Is it him or his brother?
We can’t just stand here like ducks in weather
Reality now means fantasy
A possible meaning is in the words
Slower Manhattan
Grits and Grammar
Putting on the Grits
Pumpkin pious
Indivisible pudding
This guys wearing a real genius suit
enfant terrible
Everyone always tells me I smell like Marijuana
The magician is immune to his own magic.
An old woman places a cat in the dustbin
Softly, softly catchee monkey
Bagoosh
Is this America or Soviet Russia
I have a PhD in comparative poetics from Glenn Beck University
That’s dirty canasta
Nunusual
Everything about her screams Audrey Hepburn except her mouth
He was executed beautifully
Even cats distrust him
Clock watcher
It may sound like devil talk, but it means something.
We all know too much to live
The apple pie flakes of orange autumn
I stepped in a bit of her aftermath, some of it got on my shoe
He stubbed his toe on the brick of fate
Atheist doctors are twice as likely to make decisions
that shorten life as doctors who are deeply religious
a snapshot of what might have been
The hand to hand combat was frustrating
So weird, some of the expressions
on that women’s face broke conventions
I spent hours with them and the mechanics were effortless
There is so much detail in real life you would think it was plastic
enjoy the game as you would a sand box
The tootsie roll owl counts out one, two, three
You’re afraid of the dark, I’m sure he will understand
I quit the job and walked away from everything I knew
Safety was a concern so we opened chilled champagne
I can’t do it anymore; I’m scared all the time.
Stay tuned right here where we will reveal
which star has the best look of the season
Live luscious
Lazy plums
a red balloon
on a black stick
Flamboyant and elegantly
The fairytale that crumbled
Are you wearing my underwear?
Dinosaurs are everywhere
The sound doesn’t match up with her mouth
scribblings of gunpowder
Containing sparkles of pointing disposable laughter
We know too much about failure
I always strove to rise above
Procrastination is the thief of time
Sanctimony makes me feel warm joys of perspective
This will be a day for new vacuums
I lived in Boulder for only 4 weeks
but people always call me Colorado
What we do see is more people getting realistic
ninelleven
No arrests have been made.
Scrabable
The wrong ideals won the 20th Century
An old woman places a cat in the dustbin
All things combined, it is a sound way to make a recovery
Let’s not say things we cannot take back
Don't be polite; you’ll regret it later
yesterdayesterday
Hypoxic Coriolis effect:
You throw your dangling words in a spinning world
past the point of aim, curling to a point that is no longer
The old hat shrinks like a wet sock.
The salt pods glister
Opening to a lemonade sky
You’ll eat a lot of strange crap if you don’t have any sugar about
I’ll put up with raw eggs and seaweed if wild oats are for pudding
Montage cowboy in midnights showcasing
You are nothing but a waitress in disguise
The wonders of fire
Nice Sork
The crime was making news
Police pronounce live woman dead
I hope this hopes
You have my deepest symphonies
I have been accused of being the only friend who assigns homework
He must be smoking Dutch cleanser
I’m going to get blood on my cute sweater
Shinwell Johnson lives in Buffalo, NY.
He is a teacher, writer and volunteer for the Food Bank of WNY.
He says, small poems are tops!
