My Bullshit Poetry

Written by: Adrienne Yeardye; Consciously Woman   She stood on top of the vortex Unchanged Its ether curling around her ankles Like the neighbour’s cat.   Familiar.   She let [...]

Written by: Adrienne Yeardye; Consciously Woman   Marta smokes but Suzie doesn’t. It’s a disgusting habit. She throws live butts out the window on the way to the office.   [...]

Written by: Adrienne Yeardye; Consciously Woman I prefer to be six feet under all the shuffling and the limping. Soles peaceful Dangling Into the sunset. The 403 is growling along its backbone [...]

Written by: Adrienne Yeardye; Consciously Woman I walked along the peak of the roof barefoot with Jim Free. Mohawk from Thunderbay but I didn’t care. I loved his big laugh and his loud [...]

Written by: Adrienne Yeardye; Consciously Woman I wonder if we are mythical creatures incarnate lending our hearts to the grocery store clerk sharpening our blades into careless lovers relishing [...]

Written by: Adrienne Yeardye; Consciously Woman “Good morning Sunshine,” he chirped enthusiastically, sprawling out on the bed beside me. “You awake?” “Hmmm.” [...]

Written by: Adrienne Yeardye; Consciously Woman I re-entered the atmosphere Stars aligned seamlessly before me After a conversation with the Man on the Moon. The Manitoba sunset fused my history [...]

Written by: Adrienne Yeardye; Consciously Woman I want to glue them all together: The stars; Plastics; Provolone; Love. I want them to know there is less than one molecule between them, That they [...]

Written by: Adrienne Yeardye; Jupiter’s Hive Time slides only into its own puncture wounds, precisely.

Written by: Adrienne Yeardye; Jupiter’s Hive I’m kidding. I am The Caterpillar. But that doesn’t make much sense to me either. Truth is, I’m Jack. I’m a normal, [...]