Go with it.
These are not waters to try to swim in,
these are waters to learn to swim in
These waters bring an undertow,
and push and flow we learn to know.
Again, begin.
January 29, 2010 - Poem about Situations
July 8, 2009 - Poem about Situations
Make it Bigger.
“Edit out the Swans!”
low-moans the bass clarinet
too loud to move
the slider.
And down she went.
Edited.
“Too white,
I want more mood-
we have products to promote
without distraction,
edit out those Swans”
You knew didn’t you?
You made a bargain
back then.
And on she went,
like a fox chasing the coop
like bones crunching bone
“Pull down that moon
it spoils the view -
crop it and crop it,
cut it and paste it,
we must sell soon,
re-edit those Swans”
Edited.
Her overbearing pounce,
trampling motives -
scattered lost in flight,
the antonyms of you.
Hear this now;
“Let tweezers fall
forget your teaser’s call
do not regret this all.”
And tiny eyes mean tiny minds,
and tiny minds mean tiny lives,
and you don’t have to edit,
anymore.
December 3, 2008 - Poem about Situations
Bad Moon Day
Heads up
it’s a bad moon day
I woke up late
teeth like slate
must be all
the stress I ate
think I’ll choose
another fate
a bell was wrong
the clock was wrung
to zombie state
each crawling heart
and every beat
a guess
too late
and now I want
another gate,
heads up
six-thirty’s eight
and truths can’t wait
like chess piece bait
I want to leave
this course debate
my skin is stung
the locks stay strong
on habit’s hold
too late -
head’s up!
I’m fighting
but without hate
this bad moon day -
I’ll change
my way.