Author Archive: Sam Pierstorff

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PoetryView – House Outside our Homes

PoetryView – House Outside our Homes

PoetryView by Sam Pierstorff The House Outside our Homes I. The four walls pucker the way cheeks do when the tongue has tasted something bitter. The sky has committed itself to rain. The roof wants to give up. Underneath, a girl hears the plinking of the drops against the bony house. II. You might want […]

By September 3, 2017 Read More →
PoetryView – Learning to Ride

PoetryView – Learning to Ride

Learning to Ride —Sam Pierstorff As a father, you never want to push your daughter away, but sometimes you have to like when she’s six years old and trying to ride a bike without training wheels for the first time, and you’re running as fast as you can behind her, one hand clenched to the […]

By May 2, 2017 Read More →
PoetryView -Why I Don’t Write Love Poems

PoetryView -Why I Don’t Write Love Poems

PoetryView by Sam Pierstorff Why I Don’t Write Love Poems There’s always the concern that you’re thinking more about her than she is about you. Before bed, her face brushes across the dark canvas of your thoughts. In the morning, she is reflected in the chrome face of the toaster. Her breasts appear in the […]

By January 31, 2016 Read More →
Poetry View  – Dear 2015

Poetry View – Dear 2015

Dear 2015 by Sam Pierstorff You were not my first year, and you will certainly not be my last, but as far as years go, you were the worst. You brought us “man buns” and Donald Trump. You let ISIS wreak havoc in Paris and San Bernardino. You let the Patriots win another Super Bowl […]

By January 3, 2016 Read More →
PoetryView – Dear Syrian Refugees

PoetryView – Dear Syrian Refugees

Dear Syrian Refugees, By Sam Pierstorff You are welcome in my home. Not everyone welcomes you, not in their country, not in their city, not on the streets where they walk their dogs, stopping only to let them urinate on trees. These are sacred lands, they say, and your hands are dirty. But my porch […]

By December 2, 2015 Read More →
PoetryView – Goodnight Moon

PoetryView – Goodnight Moon

PoetryView By Sam Pierstorff Award winning ninja poet and MJC English Professor and Poet Laureate- ModestoView Goodnight Moon From outside the window, it must look like a crime is underway: late night, shades drawn, scattered light flickering like fireflies inside the room. But it’s only my son lighting up every storybook page with his new […]

PoetryView – Let the Games Begin

PoetryView – Let the Games Begin

Let The Games Begin by Sam Pierstorff This is for the first letter learned—etched with a fist around a blunt pencil, circling the page like a tornado. His name is Oscar, and these are his Os, drawn like targets or springs bouncing across a page. And this is for Violet, her Vs like empty sugar […]

By August 3, 2015 Read More →
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Gardening with my Son By Sam Pierstorff Parent, Husband, MJC English Professor, Poetry Slam Star, Ninja Poet, Reverend, and Poet Laureate Today we plant plum trees, and you are dragging my pickaxe by its splintered handle because it weighs as much as you do. The rusty end etches tangerine lines across the concrete as you […]

By July 1, 2015 Read More →
Poetry View – Mom to the 3rd Power

Poetry View – Mom to the 3rd Power

PoetryView by Sam Pierstorff MOM peom Mom to the 3rd Power —for all mother but especially for my wife, Ruhi Now that he understands that there’s a tiny child inflating inside the balloon of your belly, I tell our oldest son when he misbehaves that I have kept the receipt on his life and he […]

By May 6, 2015 Read More →
Poetry View – Dear Doctor

Poetry View – Dear Doctor

Dear Doctor By Sam Pierstorff You’re lucky that it was my wife and not me who took our five-year-old daughter to your office to unclog the cough from the drain in her throat. Because when you weighed her on your scale that is pounced on daily by rabid children, and you suggested, without subtlety, that […]

By April 2, 2015 Read More →
PoetryView – Dear New Year

PoetryView – Dear New Year

PoetryView By Sam Pierstorff Dear New Year, Forgive me, for I have sinned. It’s been one year since my last resolution, but still I keep making them and breaking them. No more chocolate in 2014 lasted six days. The no-gossip New Year of 2013 died the day after we partied all night, and my colleague […]

By January 1, 2015 Read More →
PoetryView – Let the Games Begin

PoetryView – Let the Games Begin

Let The Games Begin by Sam Pierstorff MJC Professor of English, Ninja Poet Warrior and ModestoView Poet Laureate This is for the first letter learned—etched with a fist around a blunt pencil, circling the page like a tornado. His name is Oscar, and these are his Os, drawn like targets or springs bouncing across a […]

By August 6, 2014 Read More →
PoetryView – The Pull

PoetryView – The Pull

The Pull By Sam Pierstorff – MJC English Professor, Ninja Poet and the Official Poet Laureate of ModestoView I spent the summer I was seven in our neighbor’s swimming pool, mostly underwater so anyone who looked down on me was blurred— their clothing, fuzzy rainbows, faces stretched like Silly Putty. Nearly 30 years have past, […]

By July 8, 2014 Read More →
PoetryView- Can You Dig It?

PoetryView- Can You Dig It?

Can You Dig it? A Tribute Poem for American Graffiti —by Sam Pierstorff, Modesto View, Poet Laureate If you unearth the body parts buried beneath G street, you will find a hot rod’s canary yellow doors, the steel wings of a white T-Bird, the tire tread of a ’55 Chevy still smokin’ like the Sixteen […]

By June 1, 2014 Read More →
PoetryView – The Road to Mt. Midoriyama

PoetryView – The Road to Mt. Midoriyama

Poetry View by Sam Pierstorff The Road to Mt. Midoriyama by Sam Pierstorff, #NinjaWarriorPoet If you want to be an American Ninja Warrior then wait. Wait until you are out of the shadows of your twenties when you hid in bars and libraries and went to bed drunk on poetry. Wait until your thirties, until […]

By May 5, 2014 Read More →