Thursday, November 26, 2015

Bald Eagle on Cloud Nine


Oh say if ever 

Those hawkish glorious
Talons of yours turn the world 
Upside down, watch out— 

You’ll always be a sitting 
Duck there on the top 
Looking down. 






Monday, November 23, 2015

Vindication of the Flash in the Pan


It’s true 
By the time you read this, 
I shall have departed 

Forgotten by all 
In a flash of a second, 
And my body too 

Soon dissolved into dust, 
But the mite-like words 
That swirled round 

The whirlwind I once was 
Tell me ungrateful ones, 
Are they not already 

Bedded down on the tips 
Of your bloated and too soon 
Forgetful tongues? 

Thursday, November 19, 2015

Think Again


the voice 
you think 

you hear 
inside you 

thinks twice 
as hard 

as you 
and you 

never know 
it hears 

you, too. 




Sunday, November 15, 2015

Back to Square One, Misfits


From where I sit, 
The long and short of it 

Is that where 
We’re going everyone 

Knows but no- 
One’s falling over 

Backwards to be 
The first to fit 

A square peg 
In a round hole. 




Thursday, November 12, 2015

Spiritual Matters Do Count, Poet


Soul-wracked, sick 
To death of hearing 
About their exploits

In the outside world, 
You will not be there 
Upon their return; still

You wish to leave a message 
That will convince them 
You were there all those times 

When they were elsewhere; 
You have made sure of that 
By leaving your body as evidence. 


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