midnight
birthday poem
a wooden earth, aglow
is that your policy?
for a drop of carrot juice
I’ll need to see your ID
my whistling hand
in the mirror
a coin of wicker
tonight is the glass
water is the goodness
earthling
akin
the truth about tomatoes
is it me?
the skin of the grape
this one
this one, too
a dream: a scoop of rice
a miraculous nothing
& nowhere
a tree
milk,
um
I am the firmament
super robotic
a machine now
a little world
a dangling hoof
a normal idea
lose my number
put it in a basket
be a dream
a new milk
J. D. Nelson (b. 1971) experiments with words in his subterranean laboratory. His poetry has appeared in many small press publications, worldwide, since 2002. He is the author of several collections of poetry, including Cinderella City (The Red Ceilings Press, 2012).
Visit The Mad Verse of J. D. Nelson • Poetry for more information and links to his published work. His haiku blog is at http://JDNelson.net. Nelson lives in Colorado, USA.
I like Milk I'm, especially bookending title with a new milk
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