Tom Courtney

Rookie - 0 Points (St. Louis, MO)

Tom Courtney Poems

1. Never On The Moment 5/3/2009
2. Egotist (The) 5/3/2009
3. Lost My Point 5/3/2009
4. To Pay My Way 5/3/2009
5. Art? 5/3/2009
6. I Found You 5/3/2009
7. Student’s Dream 5/3/2009
8. Insomnia 5/3/2009
9. Confrontation (The) 5/3/2009
10. Foiled Again 5/3/2009
11. How Day Is Done 5/3/2009
12. Dying For Love 5/3/2009
13. Sheila 5/3/2009
14. Hiroshima 5/3/2009
15. Jenny 2 5/3/2009
16. My Book 5/3/2009
17. Christmas Sells 5/3/2009
18. Footnote 5/4/2009
19. He Believed 5/4/2009
20. Graffitied 5/4/2009
21. Will-He? 5/4/2009
22. Errant Demise 5/4/2009
23. Night (The) 5/4/2009
24. Complaint 5/4/2009
25. Christopher 5/4/2009
26. Seasons 5/4/2009
27. Bite's (The) On Me 5/4/2009
28. Lithium 5/4/2009
29. Say Say Say 5/4/2009
30. Once More Good Night 5/4/2009
31. Dancing On A Day Moon 5/4/2009
32. Airport 5/4/2009
33. Unless 5/4/2009
34. Remembering Five 5/4/2009
35. One Of Us 5/4/2009
36. Director Of The Moral Conscience 5/4/2009
37. Ristorante 5/4/2009
38. Gift (The) 5/4/2009
39. Jenny 3 5/4/2009
40. Drags (The) 5/4/2009
Best Poem of Tom Courtney

Best Way To Keep A Secret Is Tell It, Just Like That – Mixes In With All The Other Palaver – Nobody’s Gonna Listen, Believe You Or Even Care: The Secret

told the lady behind the counter
at the deli that I’m crazy and she just laughed and said no! But it’s true I really am crazy
And she said you don't look crazy
And I said no I don't suppose I do
That's part of my problem though I look normalwhateverthatis but I’m not
I walk around in a world of normal people and every once in a while I have to poke someone and tell them I’m not in the same world as they are and then they don't think I’m crazy
but that I am crazy for saying so

And she leaned over at me finally and said
What is it you are crazy weeth? And I ...

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Sheila

Sheila your presence
is hovering near
in this late night confusion
in my mind
I see you
our common living room
our common bed

You stand hands on hips

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