Critical Poetic License

Happily ever after, 

Do not write as if 

 

Your life’s a third-rate novel 

Where you end up 

 

Reading a biography 

You could’ve lived without. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Memo Writ To A Fare-Thee-Well

Don’t forget— 

No matter what you do, how 

You do it will always come back 

To let you know how you did. 

 

 

 

A Poem Should Be (22)

Lightheaded but not 

At all incongruous— 

Like a grotesque

 

Metallic bird lunging head- 

Long into the sound 

Barrier banging against 

 

Your tin ear till 

You can hear yourself 

Heading for another universe 

 

Eons 

Of light 

Years away. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Playing For Keeps

We know 

How diverse verses come and go— 

 

The easy ones quick and eager 

To show their facile faces; the hard ones 

 

Hard at work while hiding, keeping 

Those hard-won profiles low. 

 

 

 

 

 

Discriminating Behavior

 

Like eggs gone bad, unsavory 

Politicians on their way 

To becoming rotten to the core 

Maneuver straight to the surface 

When immersed in a pot of water; 

Taken for granted and yoked 

To one another by dumb gravity, 

Their out of it constituents stay hale

And hearty stuck to the bottom. 

 

 

 

Better Luck Next Time, Yahoo

 

You asked for a poem

That would be enlightening. 

 

 

 

Down But Still Not Out

 

It’s when you feel

Troubled and out

 

Of place and the only 

Place left you can go to

 

Is the home you left 

In the first place.