Monday, January 18, 2016

aventurine

Aventurine
10-7-10

Yet to be mining for aventurine, feldspar and hematite
To consider as well the simplicity of coral black and quarts white
I'd like to be my own poetic archeologist
To yet mine the motherlode from deep inside my soul
As I will learn much from what in this takes its toll
Heating up another fresh pot of decaf
You ask just what is the point
And I regard the storm as balm yet to anoint
And now that I bear less weight
Yeah, my shoulder is back in joint....




Too Many Choices
10-7-10

On a sunny afternoon musically free
And in bondage with these many choices of selections I am yet to hear
I have enough to keep me going for weeks
Praying that my manhood will return to my loins
Seems an immoral petition and request
But it is part of me
It is what makes me who I am
Yet in the meantime come Saturday
We go to the festival to eat to our heart's content
To see O, how much more there is to life
Of rations to tear into of which we have not a need of a knife....





I Salute My Neighbors
10-7-10

My cat uses my poet's list as a pillow
She looks content and that makes me happy
So I pass a beautiful afternoon in testimony and prophesy
Not thinking of the future
But making mention of things I have to contribute
I took a walk to pass some students getting back from high school
They chose to catch some rays first before doing their homework
Quite wise for sunlight is medicinal to stimulate the mind
As I see I have so much out there yet to find...




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