The stream (all workshops)
Lost in a world
That I don’t know
That I just don’t understand
Everyone is trying
To be someone
Someone they are not
Success is judged
By how much we have
As a people
As a nation
Children going hungry
To help support tax cuts
For people who don’t need them
Everyone cries
They are not responsible to help
The world is full of Cains
And no one seems Able
And the king of nothing
Writes another poem
Because he doesn’t know
What else to do
God’s Creativity!
To my mind
What a God
If there is one,
Has created
Is the Human Mind
And
That’s His personal,
Gifted unique,
Biggest
Monumental
Creation
6.50 billions
Working simultaneously
Conveying his order
And wish.
Amen.
On the coldest day of a past year
( the low was ten degrees F or near )
in quiet hollow of mixed hardwood trees
I feel like I'm in a deep freeze
Deer hunting's the excuse I use
to enter this forest of frozen views
and test myself against the cold
I still do this, though growing old
It rained last night before this front
brought all the cold one man could want
but now at dawn it's calm and clear
I hear frost jacking the ground near
too close to the forest to see the trees
to cross the I's and dot the T's
better forget the edit
and call the medic
prep and get him in a gown
going to have to remove a noun
and maybe put in a verb
if it fails, it's out to the curb
It's a dire situation
can't find any punctuation
the spelling and bad grammar
throw this writer in the slammer
the right diagnose is slim
the prognoses is grim
FLAT LINE OOPS! I hit delete
OH! well, nurse, let's eat
when you're just not
inspired that much
or just writing
out of obligation
one tends to just
produce junk
worthless crap
like the poem before
and the one before that
But hell, who's perpetually
hooked into the muse
or always obsessed
with perfection
and finely tuned in
Writing these things they call poems
is just an outlet
for the flow of substandard
horseshit,
that makes up
almost all of my
inventive thinking
It got me thinking
simplify
make more out of less
like a good omelet
eggs, bacon, cheese
thats all
I bought a cheesecake
the other day
and I have eaten
most of it
plain
no fruit compote
or sauce at all
it's delicious
then there's
my favorite sport
hockey
a simple game
offensive plan
put the puck in their net
defenseive plan
keep the puck out
of our net
I see the light
Do you now?
Yes, I really do
I quake in fright...
You have a fearless brow
No one would think that's you
I see my faults too clearly
Blind men shuffle slowly
I've run away from pain
You've paid a price most dearly
I am the lowest of the lowly
You had nothing you could gain
Pictures don't do justice to my blackened soul
You look just fine to me
Peer deeper, deeper yet
Checkmate
I came to make my peace
And set foot upon his sands
Under the banner of trust
He deceived with blood on his hands
I came to give him a chance
And knocked upon his gate
The alliance was short lived
His arrogance was his final mistake
Discriminate, eliminate, annihilate
Intimidate, exterminate, eradicate
Check
Checkmate
Intimidate, exterminate, eradicate
Discriminate, eliminate, annihilate
Check
Checkmate
73rd street
rasping cough explodes
from cold, $2.00 room.
Leon peers through
filth-clouded glass, across
snow winter-scape at sparkling,
snow covered everything--
fretful city sleeps.
I can be calm with you
feel the settling
of crashing emotions,
my internal tempest.
I wear your affection
draped like a favorite quilt,
quietly my heart sings
with the clear, amiable
tenor of your voice.
I am mesmerized by your
astral eyes,
cinnamon sugar stars
trimmed by velvet brown skies.
In your tender embrace
my breath is relinquished,
ceasing time
I lose my place.
I am intensly aware
of only your presence
soothing my impoverished soul.
Loreli
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