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Poetry Club w/Chuck Luden


Early  Morning  Report

I just got a spam message from Dorothy Boom.

To avoid a real boom I deleted it unread like maybe blue.

Yep, it’s gone down some dark drain on my screen’s left.

Will never know Dorothy’s real noise or true color,

a special time perhaps missed only imagined.

Charles Luden • 03-28-15 • at Black Sheep

Poetry Club w/Charles Luden

Luden riding the pine in ’79
My  History  in  Medicine 
I can supply pretend medications
for your pretend maladies 
if you pay me pretend money.
I’m a pretend doctor.
             Charles Luden
             at Black Sheep

An Email from Charles Luden


I peeled these possible poetry book titles from my current notebook.  Probably won’t use them, but I enjoy thinking them up. 

Dogs in Pajamas

The Girl with Big Fingers
Space Rabbit
Dangerous Poems Ahead
Spark Driven Platypus
Sneezing in the Falling Snow
Truncated Metaphor
The Sons of Angela
Turd Ape
Penguination: The Art of Becoming a Penguin
A Tight Group of Colored Dots
Charles Luden

Poetry Club w/Charles Luden


The beginning is where I began.

Began what?
That is the question.
I became.
I met a small frog named Lucy,
my first memory.
The stories have not ended yet.
Winter is very hard on my friend.
I’m enduring just fine.
My favorite poem has no words yet.
Please wait.
I think I can hum it backwards.
                  Charles Luden
                    Jan 8, 2015
             at Black Sheep Coffee

The Annual Postcard is back!


Charles Luden & I brought back the Annual/Holiday/Christmas postcard. You will be seeing them in the mail soon.

Poetry Club w/ Charles Luden


At  The  Next  Table

She’s fingering her hair,
but is it real
Just a minute I’ll ask her.
Damn, she slapped me.
What’s that mean?
I still like her.
She has passion,
and a purple blouse.
                         Charles Luden
                          at Black Sheep


Poetry Club w/Charles Luden

How will global warming affect the forthcoming nuclear winter?
Charles Luden • 3-19-14

Poetry Club w/ Charles Luden


Poetry Club w/Charles Luden

I woke up today in the morning.

Now I’m looking out the window.

The sky is blue; cars going by.

A man on the sidewalk nearly smiles;
Rubs his hands together.
A dog across the street barks.
The man flips the dog the finger.
I laugh and sip some coffee.
                 Charles Luden 1-25-14

The Ugly Table #79

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There is a place by this name in a neighboring community.

Not sure if it is a daycare, kennel or restaurant?

Scott L. Ehrisman (c) 11/3/2013