Ted Sheridan Poems

My dreams lit the fuse that ignited my brain
Causing my mind to explode into colors of death
Black with the undertones of a pale mortician
Drained of a vibrant reality, with copper pennies for eyes
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It has taken a long time to learn that I’ve learned absolutely nothing
My empty brain, my evacuated heart and my abandoned arms
Exhibitions all,
Of my now deficient and completely inaccessible attention to detail
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Mom never went on tabloid talk shows
appearing in her underwear and cursing at our Dad
or any of his many 'Mousey' secretaries
Maybe because back then there was no 'Springer'
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Approaching the oasis this thirsty pairing
A ragged beggar and a snake charmer
Noticed an oddly shaped ominous cloud
Which seemed to be hovering overhead__
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Sara…..sweet Sara
she saved me from the fire
and then evaporated
like the holy water in the font
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She asked me to explain why every man
she meets wants to screw her; I replied,
“I can’t speak for every man but I can tell you why I do.
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M.I.A.

My mother
perceived to be a caring soul by the family
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I recall the many crumpled pieces of paper
It took to complete a single thought
The noisy typewriter and the worn out erasers
Would petition me to bring an end to their plight
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There is a funeral today for the remains of a friend
Cremated remains which will be placed in an urn
And sat atop a podium for viewing and prayer
Many people will cry violently for his passing
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I was thinking about trees....
Spending their entire lives in one place
Totally dependent upon the elements
For their betterment or to their detriment....
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