waking

I'm Waking
3-31-16

Waking to a whirlwind
You're all that's left to cleave to
Reap the wind and sow the morning dew
It's something new
Not knowing which way the wind blows
It keeps me holding on
For empty talk and mere words of vanity and conceit
Bending, turning and sinuous
Send the lamb to the ruler of the land
To the mount of the daughter of Zion
But to tame the lion when I am young
I use guttural inanimate responses today
I serve someone again at dawn
From the sense of having been up and about...





Return Of Blood
3-31-16

Book title: Return of blood
To remind me of an English teacher
That said stupid was a stupid word to use
Dream beneath the desert sky
In my Haight-Ashbury ways about my ego
The rivers soon run dry come spontaneity
Resulting from natural impulse
And tendency growing without due cultivation
As fruits indigenous
As to downsize and upscale
Looking for the prize where love doth not fail
For wisemen ashamed
Taken and dismayed
For the fields of Heshbon languish....





Pica
3-31-16

Like a siren she comes through
According to the culturally elite
The choice of our class
The voice saying "None shall pass"
Twelve characters to an inch
I lie and say it was a cinch
Come magpie and omnivorous feeding
Sleep comes like a drug
The voices seem to only say
"You'll never quit"
Won't you leave the way to me
And many will follow
In enjoying every swallow
Every day us dreamers die
To see what's on the other side
O, pica where is your pride
Once more before we meet elsewhere....