O Anna Niemus Poems

Just let me brush my tooth
and I'll be right with you,
said Hazel F,
lifting me with her
...

Our city and many others have many streets with potholes
unfilled... instead they send metallic brushed
streetsweepers to scrape the backs of
tiny ants and crush samaras. Instead,
...

They call baby fish fry, do animal objectifiers
and throw them as objects onto hot fires
... such cruelty was forbidden by
St Francis to his friars
...

The efficacy
of boycotting KFC
will be reported on
the CBC
...

Poison Ivy
The wild rose' thorns
the blackberries' briars
Mosquitoes
...

Liberation:
As on her stove she
boiled sparkling snow
and watched the crystals
...

The rain blows away
the clouds' horizon Sanskrit
and incoming tide erases
the seaweed's sand script
...

The pilot into his engines
did a flock of geese suck.
The engines were suddenly
with dysfunction
...

Jesus the butchers out
of the temple drove
for all beings are sacred
to Father Son and Dove.
...