J. D. Nelson


spongy mung

a human, humans
a rooster in the shade

co-copper
the moon, now

               in silence

in the book of the pharaohs
the nine of hearts is pinned to the wall

I will friend a friend in the moonlight
using tomorrow’s notes and tones

I met gary snyder in the woods
we spoke about the sunlight



s the un

on the earth
gardening is lost

here’s a hammer
be the dream

the claim of the gourd
I was in a goulash

hare balm, a trick –
but a truck?

you’ve you
I will, &



runny honey mustard custard

running
               help to stand

it’s a moth
it’s parrot carruthers

down in the wood
a rumbling

a wallet of bees
the science of now

of the normal
that idea is the no-good



the owls of m*a*s*h

a simmer
gosh

rune &
pow

clumpy tusken
it was worth it

               box
               hup

this letter is sacred
tomorrow, too



the bug, the bugs

the blanching of the apricots
standing here could confuse us

the simple sugars
the surfing bones

               I am the triangle
               the rectangle

summoning bartholomew
that morris, the villain

the chamberhand
the goose bank

the forest
the frog



one hundred this month

explaining the rain
the brightness

afloat
alighting

this is the head
this lake is a secret

to save seven more
the number of numbers

to winter in the spring
to rule the smithereens

               I wish for a basket of fish
               I wish for a bread bath



the mumbling grape

bleep gandalf
bleep
               said saint cyril
               (a computer)

irregular spoon
finish the book now

the legend of the moon
we join a movement of larks

J. D. Nelson (b. 1971) experiments with words in his subterranean laboratory. His poetry has appeared in many small press publications, worldwide, since 2002. His poem, “to mask a little bird” was nominated for Best of the Net in 2021. Visit http://MadVerse.com for more information and links to his published work. Nelson lives in Colorado, USA.

 
 

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