Inspirational Poetic Naivety

You just be 

Like that fat 

Tom resting on 

His haunches under 

A hedgerow of seed- 

Ladened myrtles— 

That poetic “opportunity 

Of a lifetime” is set 

To drop in any time now, 

Senselessly chirping 

Its dumb fool head off— 

All you have to do is swallow it.

 

 

Instructions For Survival In These Mean Times

Breathe in, 

Breathe out, 

Don't forget to 

Take a breather 

And do 

Take your sweet 

Time, taking it all in 

Good stride, let's see how 

Well you glide.

 

Flight

Something in the air: 

Yellow leaves turning orange— 

You were never there.

 

 

Vanguard Tuboflo Poets

In short, we go 

With the flow, 

Write only that

 

Which makes sense 

In the present 

Context but always 

Flush with fresh content, 

 

Contented as all 

Get out, you know 

How that goes

 

Down, no?

 

 

Futile Woke Morning

Gray foggy blanket 

Sudden cold front covering 

The homeland, frozen.