Feb 06 2011
The Unfortunate Ones
Lest we be careful,
Self-focused Ignorance
Shall cast its hideous web
Through cataracts of prejudice.
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Archive for the 'Poetry' Category
Oct 26 2009
Soul to soul
The gentle, strong one
Abides in want
Of a singular connection.
In raw moments
A stare, a thought,
A pain, a word.
Disillusionment is granted
To a psyche
Struggling against it;
A drought of kindred souls
Settles hard,
Clattering, reverberating,
In disconnection
Heart from heart
Blunting all desire.
A torn abyss
An aged child-heart
Wanting a Just escape.
Jul 30 2009
Sometimes
The image begins
As emotion
An ache, a fear,
A deep tearing
The world wants nothing
Of our pain
Our bewilderment
Our melancholy
No, it must be
Success and glory
Positive thoughts and
Proper words
But what if,
Just what if for
A few moments, days
Or weeks
The searing gorge inside
Is too deep
To hide, to avoid,
To pretend,
To find humor, joy
Peace, relief
What then will
The world do?
And will that image
Ever materialize?
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May 15 2009
His Mundaneness
| I wish that I could write
A poem that would be The font of all wisdom, To all, life’s Master Key. But, I’m just a normal guy, A rube with little brain; So, sorry ma’am you’re stuck with Verse that’s more mundane. |
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May 12 2009
The Forgotten
Long deep hollow fissure
Acid spilling, spewing, burning, digging
A tender salve, a moment here
A moment there
Blades whirl and thrust
Again, they are back
In need of that salve
Her soul in throes of want
A touch of balm
Just a touch then no more
Her hand outstretched
Thirsting, yearning for more
The anesthetist’s wand
So brief, so cruel.
The touch, not enough;
Now the sceptre is gone.
Barren, bloodied,
the Soul is
Flayed on the Wasteland
Of the uncaring
photo credit: nyki_m
Apr 30 2009
If I Had A Moose
If I had a moose
I would really want to see
If he would wear a hat
Fancy as could beIf I had a mouse
I would really love to hear
Him climb up on my arm
And sniffle in my earIf I had a cow
I would really love to tell
Her cuddly little calf
To raise a little hellAnd if I had much sense
I probably should not write
Poems for my kids
‘Cuz this one’s not quite right.
photo credit: Willrad
Apr 29 2009
Plump Pimples
| Zits are fun Zits are cool If I didn’t have none well … probably not have as much fun in front of the mirror at night. |
picture credit: Mike “Dakinewavamon” Kline
Apr 29 2009
A Kiss
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Romancing Your Husband: Enjoying a Passionate Life Together
The Five Love Languages: How to Express Heartfelt Commitment to Your Mate
Apr 20 2009
inside looking out
| is there a way for me to join you out there in that place |
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photo credit Mzelle Biscotte
Feb 19 2009
Out of Respect
 I will never be The Man in Black. |
| photo credit: alexindigo |
Feb 01 2009
dear mister president
so much
does
depend on
a red wheel barrow
including
salt peanuts,
black licorice,
chicken casserole,
clean linen,
and
payroll taxes
sorry william
Jan 22 2009
C.Y.A
Confounded Yellow Aardvark
Corpulent Yapping Abalone
Cleverly Yiddish Algorithm
Completely Yeasty Afterthought
Continue yodeling, Alex