Sunday, September 15, 2013

First bursts of mirth hurt

Hurt’s the heart of our world
Hot’s the iron core
Admiring our blue pearl,
who could ask for more?
Who asked H to mix and squeeze?
Who asked birds, who asked the trees?
Who asked you, for to eat meat?
Who asked the hawk, the shark, the cheet’?
Who asked the wasp, her spider to sting?
Who asked the monk, his bell to ring?
Who asked smoke in the air to rise,
and molecules push aside,
with such disregard for their comfort?
Who asked you to open your eyes?

Friday, August 9, 2013

Project your personality
Upon my poetry
Suits me
Impose as you please
for I have none
I have passed on
permanently

Perhaps you prefer
I write nothing
Improve you could
Perfection impaired
I persist
You were not here
I missed your perfume

Do you plead
that a blossom improve
Its petals
appear in their moment
A pressure divine
shall push them
The bud bursts first


Saturday, June 22, 2013

Ahem

I knew you once
I had a friend
I moved away
Our time did end

Oh you, always
you did excel
sportlich, brilliant
you would do well

como el sol
you did give light
now from afar
you twinkle bright

once I wondered
you disappeared
among so many
stars in the sky

now I wander
across the night
earthly confines
not on my mind

Life was simply
too amazing
blew my mind up
gave me hiccups

til I learned to
pilot soberly
Starship earth I'll
fly to you, you'll see

You'll see how we
now are grown men
Men! What a wild
dream this is

Now do we be
perpetrators
actors, serious
movers, shakers

Like ancient kings
railroad tycoons
bandits, gangsters
artists, mystics

What are you now?
My telescope
was only so good
showed where, not what

Like any star
your point of light
would glimmer, shine
Boring, from here

You must have had
your flares, your storms
Megatons roil
Elements boil

Supernova?
I don't think so
but I am no
astronomer

Perhaps you have
become a dwarf
Again, I doubt
but we will see

Do you sport life?
Have planets, wife?
Have struggle, strife?
Enjoy your life?

Do you burn hot?
or not, or what?
diligent work?
lazily shirk?

Are you pulled-on?
puppet-like led?
Pushed by fam'ly?
Beaten... dead?

You look fine yet
from here, yet we
know how space works
light years hide tears

What news from you?
A heart that was
once mine, now grown
apart in time

Yet roots and vines
do intertwine
is that you there?
I feel my roots...
twitching

Friday, June 7, 2013

Keep writ(h)ing


Write a poem, dreamer
make a rhyme, like in ancient time
they did, before investing in paper
or cutting quills, they rapped
quipped, cleverly
jumped, excitedly, sang
inspired others to wildness of excess
brought flames from mid-breast
poured ashes, beat chest
cried to see how others
would react
to me
Me is little
I am often found
floating free, irresponsibly
in the lowest sectors of society
I am where I want to be
My friends tried
to give me pride
pushed aside
they glide
through time
until I find
the solar system
where I was meant to be
but the sun keeps coming with
as if I am, already, where
I was meant to be
Floating free
Little me
We spin and fly
Ball of Earth, no sky
That sky is such a thin shell
A membrane we know only too well
from the inside, from beneath
We cut our teeth on it
Ceramic tiles help
We whelp
Advancing, pain
Squirming, prancing
Babies rain from hospitals
We make more, teach them to fly
Encourage them to break
the sky with rockets
Why not
It’s there, isn’t it?
Look at that shit, all blue
Sometimes black, how dare
those stars exist so far from where
we are, from where we die
from where we cry, just
how are we going
to impress them
own them
I
know
not what effect
our transmissions
are having on extra-
terrestrial observers, what
impression would you get, only
watching our films and internets?

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Pushing and striving, struggling, thriving
Not quite fighting to stay alive, we
do something quite curious, aye, we
fight to make sure that we're struggling

It's a game we play, lest the neighbors should say
that he knows someone's getting it easy
"Not me!" say we, "It's as hard as could be,"
and then go and turn on the TV.

You wouldn't believe, what, at work,
it was like today. Some person said x
and then someone said y and oh boy
did it go down from there

Did you hear about the tornado
Oh yes, in Oklahoma?
Oh my do we people suffer
at the hands of the Almighty!

An earthquake, too, in China, oh why
And those terrorists, shooting up the Middle East
I hear Latin America's got drugs!
Oh yez, all these inhuman influenzes

Oddly enough, most folks that I know
Never saw anything really brutal
Isn't that weird... how does a body relate
To real, direct fear and hate?

Myself, I've never seen
A person dead, a severed head
Nor disaster, silence after
Now, mind you, that's not a complaint!

Just the same, what is this game
we play... football
the poor of the world call
to the Lord, ignored
Remember when you understood
The words from your family, friends
Remember everything that happened
Yesterday

Describe your heart, your feeling
When you prepared yourself
When you looked in the mirror
Today

Inside and outside, conflicting
Meet between your eyes
You know that your time is coming
Tomorrow

The millions of millions of movements
Manipulation of membranes
moment by moment
Everyday

Breathe

The knowledge that people die
The persistent question why
The question of the meaning of "I"
Forever