Oenophiles claim it's just not right
That I pour my Merlot into a glass
With ice, and then mix in Sprite,
Well, hey, whatever gets you
Through the night...
Wednesday, November 30, 2016
Unrecalled
Calling old memories, sometimes
They come, sometimes they don't,
In certain special cases,
They simply won't,
The images they carried,
From all the unremarkable
Days, remain buried...
They come, sometimes they don't,
In certain special cases,
They simply won't,
The images they carried,
From all the unremarkable
Days, remain buried...
Prepper's Fate
Preparing for the Apocalypse,
Bunker built, everything stored,
Then wait until nothing happens,
Feel disappointed, then bored...
Bunker built, everything stored,
Then wait until nothing happens,
Feel disappointed, then bored...
Plastic-wrapped Sofa
It's as if chaos and time's movement cease,
In the living room where nothing lives,
Every pillow in its place, all is peace...
In the living room where nothing lives,
Every pillow in its place, all is peace...
Viewed From Faith
Each and every god-given day,
Filled to the brim with micro-risks,
All one can do is hope and pray...
Filled to the brim with micro-risks,
All one can do is hope and pray...
Our Suburb
Windowed boxes of wood and brick,
Islands in oceans of short green grass,
Populated anonymously, with car
Models changing as the decades pass,
Silent, orderly, subdivided, subdued,
Tree-lined dream of the middle class...
Islands in oceans of short green grass,
Populated anonymously, with car
Models changing as the decades pass,
Silent, orderly, subdivided, subdued,
Tree-lined dream of the middle class...
Morphy
The old black cat hops
Up onto the bed where
I lie, then he stops,
Yawn, stretch, and scan,
Then down he drops,
To carry-out his cat plan...
Up onto the bed where
I lie, then he stops,
Yawn, stretch, and scan,
Then down he drops,
To carry-out his cat plan...
Monday, November 28, 2016
Her Image
The photograph preserves,
In black and white,
A moment of beauty,
Which, try as I might,
I cannot help but feel
A loss, a yearning for
It to live, become real...
In black and white,
A moment of beauty,
Which, try as I might,
I cannot help but feel
A loss, a yearning for
It to live, become real...
Non-Winner
He goes to work, zombie-like,
Gaunt, grimacing, spent,
Slouches back and wonders
Where his happiness went...
Gaunt, grimacing, spent,
Slouches back and wonders
Where his happiness went...
Makes Me Wonder
Must be some some kind of truth
Written down somewhere
Treating people equal is not
The same as being fair...
Written down somewhere
Treating people equal is not
The same as being fair...
Tuesday, November 15, 2016
Monochrome (Rev)
Wake with the sun,
What's going on,
When you're gone...
Sheets on our bed,
Tangled, cold, like
Love wasted, misled...
Breathe with your sigh,
Makes me high,
Don't know why...
Worry and wrack,
Disappear, as I
Embrace your back,
I will never let go,
Only you, and I,
Will ever know...
What's going on,
When you're gone...
Sheets on our bed,
Tangled, cold, like
Love wasted, misled...
Breathe with your sigh,
Makes me high,
Don't know why...
Worry and wrack,
Disappear, as I
Embrace your back,
I will never let go,
Only you, and I,
Will ever know...
Monday, November 14, 2016
Unreal
The movie, viewed and reviewed,
Only exists as celluloid frames, or
Ones an zeroes digitally accrued
Into a story full of sex and fear,
Transient flickering images,
Which take us far away from here...
Only exists as celluloid frames, or
Ones an zeroes digitally accrued
Into a story full of sex and fear,
Transient flickering images,
Which take us far away from here...
Thursday, November 10, 2016
Desk By The Window...
I work per the requirement,
Of being selected and hired,
Years ago, submitting reports
No longer desired, or required...
Of being selected and hired,
Years ago, submitting reports
No longer desired, or required...
Funakoshi Harbor
Coast Guard patrol vessel
Backing out into the bay,
En route some sort of duty,
On a cool November day,
Watching it, it occurs to me,
That I am watching, caught
In a moment, existentially...
Backing out into the bay,
En route some sort of duty,
On a cool November day,
Watching it, it occurs to me,
That I am watching, caught
In a moment, existentially...
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