We fall and forget more than we once could explain, Searching for a sign or phrase to remind our hazy brains, We should beware trumpets bellowing to proclaim, The arrival to our era’s great error and his killing reign. Feeble opposing deliberations between factions follow, Too late come the arguments that anyways fall hollow, Like …
Tag: Poetry
Chipmunk’s Gambit
When I let Cinco out the front door, He pauses at the porch steps, firmly planted on all four. Cinco surveys the garden below, Where lilies, hydrangeas, and a rose of sharon grow. He listens for the crackle from a fallen birch leaf, And for the footfalls of tiny paws within the walls of his …
Teenage Wasteland, not by The Who
Crash splash, broken glass, These are memories hard to get past. Pitching coins before classes, Vice Principals braying like asses. Sharp edged and skinny, Wearing worn dirty jeans. Thin-skinned and pimply, Living mostly in dreams. Drinking cheap beer and stolen wine. Crime and punishment entwined. Bags of Columbian Gold bought for a dime. Trying to …
A Question, Revisited
Idly sitting in my chair I indulged in some daydreams while resting there. I thought, “What if we do go gently into that good night? And simply and humbly at the last, move towards the light.” No nuclear death leveling cities and bases, Long departed are president Trump’s cartoonish faces. Not burning with fire and …
A Question!
Time passes more quickly than it used to. While we spin and twirl as planets and deadheads do. Faster and faster and downward we spiral Obeying laws of physics and with unchecked engineering going viral. The gravity of god attracts despite our fears. Time keeps accelerating; weeks pass then years. Decades go by and decades …
The Great Dementia
We fall and will forget more than ever we once could explain, And look for signs or a phrase to remind our hazy brains To beware trumpets thundering to proclaim the arrival of our great error’s killing reign. Deliberations between weakened factions follow, churning our divided nation; Coalescing at the top, cream, to the rest …
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