nathan martin

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nathan martin Poems

161. The Minnesotian Orchestra Of Barber Street 3/18/2014
162. Decontructed Cabbage Rolls Aka Cabbath Rollica 3/18/2014
163. Passenger Seat Observatory 5/12/2010
164. James Hetfield Buying Soymilk 10/16/2012
165. Mind Of A Graffiti Artist 3/18/2014
166. Prussian Blue 3/30/2011
167. Tripping But Not Missing 11/18/2010
168. Old Velvet Paintings 11/28/2009
169. Of Salt And Oranges 12/4/2009
170. Charles Bukowski And The Emo-Girl 1/19/2010
171. Times New Roman 3/4/2009
172. A Slow Quiet Morning 2/20/2009
173. Morton Salt Girl 2/7/2009
174. Sunday Canoeing With Thoreau 5/6/2009
175. Spanish Bullfighter 12/18/2009
176. Vancouver Community Library 4/20/2010
177. Unknown City 5/8/2010
178. Flight Of The Hindenburg 10/16/2012
179. Freeze Dryed 2/11/2012
180. Bible Belt Ballad 11/28/2009
181. Nantucket Nursery Rhymes 6/23/2010

Comments about nathan martin

  • Ken Baker (5/23/2010 2:08:00 PM)

    nathan- didn't your mama teach you how to use a spell checker?

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  • April Kiessling (7/18/2009 3:47:00 PM)

    You are a gifted writer, with insight and unusual phrase turns and thoughts. I appreciate your humor and clever takes on so many otherwise mundane subjects. Please continue to develop your talent and thank you for sharing your poetry with the world.

  • Aaron Martin (7/8/2009 2:41:00 PM)

    Rock on bro! These poems are really good stuff! Love from Japan!

  • Ivan Ho (7/1/2009 11:08:00 PM)

    Keep up the good work!

Best Poem of nathan martin

Nantucket Nursery Rhymes

gardening back the perennial shade,
no time or reason to follow the wholly
mammoth into his grave.

wandering whale songs through a nantucket
wheather vain storm in the plow and bury
the fishnet parable.

a sower of seeds carries the mythic legend,
the horse drawn mantle and the weary knuckle.

but let the sea drown in its own sorrows.
for there is a harbor of stories in the dry
leaf bed of an old teacup on the porch.

the ambient light of the colodial silver
half moons, half shiverers and half
tumbles down.


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Black Coffee Country

Pencil character sketches drawn on napkins,
greasy finger prints on doorhandles.
with the smell of diesel
in the vest of the stations attendant,
he moves in short quick motions
communicating with his hands.

while over at pump three
the silhuette of a large truck driver

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