Robert Lee Brewer


hurry before the authorities & coyotes come
with their guns & claws ready to damage us
daddy      this is real & i’m serious

lock the gate & the doors & your mouth
listen to the helicopters & hot air balloons
hovering over us like spookedy spooks

i had a dream we were dying for real
& the only ones left were the bad guys
who were vampires & great white sharks

they buried us before coming back to life


in her dress she runs with abandon
                her hair flowing after

when she reaches her destination
                her eyes are wild & free

then she jumps to sink or swim her dress
                becomes parachute or

umbrella her bare feet kicking at
                the nothing rushing past

& the waves crash upon the rocks for
                ever & forever

last words

he watched as they floated
from his mouth to her ears

& that brief flicker of
recognition before

she grabbed her shoes & purse
responding only with

the slam of the front door

Robert Lee Brewer is the author of Solving the World’s Problems (Press 53). He’s had several poems published in Otoliths over the years. Follow him on Twitter @RobertLeeBrewer.
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Blogger Iris Deurmyer said...

Congratulations Robert. Great to see you published in so many places. It encourages poets on PAD to submit more. You are appreciated and celebrated!!

Iris Deurmyer

5:22 AM  
Blogger S.E.Ingraham said...

These are wonderful Robert. I especially like the one about the girl - the way her skirt goes out like a parachute or an umbrella - the image stays with me. Congrats ... great publication.

3:52 PM  

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