Category Archives: Poetry

Chuck, with some guy from a band called ‘Cracker’ (is that you Sy, or do you go to the same hair stylist?)

The night is as long
as the pants
but time is nothing
but a passage from here to there

then why
is it important
to remember
if no one
sees the first time
there or here?

Charles Luden
3-16-10
at the Horse Barn

So what did I leave
on the table today?
A red crayon.
A yellow notepad.
A small book of dreams.
A blue Mountain Dew.
That’s why I feel incomplete.
Well, maybe not the only reason.

Charles Luden
9-22-09
at Champps
on a post card

FOOT  BALL

Screams of the fans
An oil is needed
It is rum

Charles Luden
12-31-09
(at Champps)

Literary Query, the Lazy Reader

What does it mean when you say this book
has some really good stuff in it and then
you put it on the shelf and never read it?

Charles Luden
12-31-09

The  Day  I  Decided  to  Write

I was going to tell you something
weird about myself
but didn’t know where
to begin

Charles Luden
1-14-10

How a Chemist Amuses Himself in the Off Hours

I’m developing the formula for a festive cocktail
to be named The Hemorrhoid Screamer.
All I can reveal now is that hot spice is involved.
Standby for Mexican toothaches in the new year!

Charles Luden
12-22-09

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