About My Very Tortured Friend, Peter (Charles Bukowski Poems)
he lives in a house with a swimming pool and says the job is killing him. he is 27. I ...
Charles Bukowski Poems on Literature (28 Poems)
The Sun Wields Mercy (Charles Bukowski Poems)
and the sun wields mercybut like a jet torch carried to high,and the jets whip across its sightand rockets leap ...
The Weather Is Hot On The Back Of My Watch (Charles Bukowski Poems)
the weather is hot on the back of my watch which is down at Finkelstein's who is gifted with 3 ...
Interview By A Guggenheim Recipient (Charles Bukowski Poems)
this South American up here on a Gugg walked in with his whore and she sat on the edge of ...
I Can’t Stay In The Same Room With That Woman For Five Minutes (Charles Bukowski Poems)
I went over the other day to pick up my daughter. her mother came out with workman's overalls on. I ...
I Am Visited By An Editor And A Poet (Charles Bukowski Poems)
I had just won $115 from the headshakers and was naked upon my bed listening to an opera by one ...
A 340 Dollar Horse And A Hundred Dollar Whore (Charles Bukowski Poems)
don't ever get the idea I am a poet; you can see me at the racetrack any day half drunk ...
Vegas (Charles Bukowski Poems)
there was a frozen tree that I wanted to paint but the shells came down and in Vegas looking across ...
My Computer (Charles Bukowski Poems)
what? they say, "you got acomputer?"it's like I have sold out tothe enemy.I had no idea so manypeople were prejudicedagainstcomputers.even ...
Splash (Charles Bukowski Poems)
the illusion is that you are simplyreading this poem.the reality is that this ismore than apoem.this is a beggar's knife.this ...
Hemingway Never Did This (Charles Bukowski Poems)
I read that he lost a suitcase full of manuscripts on atrain and that they never were recovered.I can't match ...
Finished? (Charles Bukowski Poems)
the critics now have medrinking champagne anddriving a BMWand also married to asocialite fromPhiladelphia's Main Linewhich of course is going ...
The Trash Can (Charles Bukowski Poems)
this is great, I just wrote twopoems I didn't like.there is a trash can on thiscomputer.I just moved the poemsoverand ...
A Man (Charles Bukowski Poem)
George was lying in his trailer, flat on his back, watching a small portable T.V. His dinner dishes were undone, ...
A Following (Charles Bukowski Poem)
the phone rang at 1:30 a.m. and it was a man from Denver: "Chinaski, you got a following in Denver..." ...
I’m In Love (Charles Bukowski Poems)
she's young, she said, but look at me, I have pretty ankles, and look at my wrists, I have pretty ...
As The Poems Go (Charles Bukowski Poem)
as the poems go into the thousands you realize that you've created very little. it comes down to the rain, ...
To The Whore Who Took My Poems (Charles Bukowski Poem)
some say we should keep personal remorse from the poem, stay abstract, and there is some reason in this, but ...
I Made A Mistake (Charles Bukowski Poem)
I reached up into the top of the closet and took out a pair of blue panties and showed them ...
The Sun Weilds Mercy (Charles Bukowski Poems)
and the sun weilds mercy but like a jet torch carried to high, and the jets whip across its sight ...
Be Angry At San Pedro (Charles Bukowski Poems)
I say to my woman, "Jeffers was a great poet. think of a title like Be Angry At The Sun. ...
Love & Fame & Death (Charles Bukowski Poems)
it sits outside my window now like and old woman going to market; it sits and watches me, it sweats ...
My Groupie (Charles Bukowski Poems)
I read last Saturday in the redwoods outside of Santa Cruz and I was about 3/4's finished when I heard ...
Poetry (Charles Bukowski Poems)
it takes a lot of desperation dissatisfaction and disillusion to write a few good poems. it's not for everybody either ...
Revolt In The Ranks (Charles Bukowski Poems)
I have just spent one-hour-and-a-half handicapping tomorrow's card. when am I going to get at the poems? well, they'll just ...
The Worst And The Best (Charles Bukowski Poems)
in the hospitals and jails it's the worst in madhouses it's the worst in penthouses it's the worst in skid ...
O, We Are The Outcasts (Charles Bukowski Poems)
ah, christ, what a CREW: more poetry, always more P O E T R Y . if it doesn't come, ...
Short Order (Charles Bukowski Poems)
I took my girlfriend to your last poetry reading, she said. yes, yes? I asked. she's young and pretty, she ...