Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Dilemma in Love, Text-versation

DILEMMA

He texts that he misses her
Wants to hold her hand and walk
Her where he wants to go
She replies, “I’m here, I’ll come there.
You can see me if you want!”
Receives no text reply back
Seemingly texts disappear into the worldwide web
She’s definitely out of her depths
No communication, she’s perplexed
Feels vexed by how he disses her

No more dinners,
No more talks about art
No more park walks
Insisted on sleeping on her side of bed
Now there’s no more courting
She wonders whom he sees
On his nightly midnight forays
She wonders what happened
Whom he spends his time texting today
Some sweet gal who’s a dime
Gets all your sweet texts instead of I?
Before sex, she saw him thrice weekly
Now post sex she barely sees him at all

Ponders if there’s a correlation
Between his loss of attention and
Someone new on his horizon
He declines to mention
Wonders who he texts instead of her
Midnight he texts, “I miss you,"
Her exclusion proves otherwise

She tries to engage him in text-versation
Sends each text with trepidation
He appears to be on vacation
Surmises she can’t read lies in his eyes
Wonders if she’ll ever find love
That provides compensation for pain and suffering
She doesn’t want to cry
Wants to rise above pettiness
She puts on a happy disguise
Prances on her way,
Evades further speculation

Thursday, April 21, 2016

CREATE A UNIVERSE OF PEACE# 2

CREATE A UNIVERSE OF PEACE 2

Have you ever felt the sunshine kiss you tenderly?
Feel sunshine abandon you at dusk for a bright white winter moon
Have you ever been as lonesome as a chained bear baited by dogs
A big black bear with teeth and nails removed, no longer a slayer
Thunder cries but alone you die slowly inside betrayed by bodies
Under bare tree branches, sinister things happen while we lie awake helpless
Is it any wonder I can’t lose these blues

Truth of who loves me is the answer to my unconscious question
Witness my decay, as I age no longer a number I can wave away
Words flow exponentially from a body I no longer recognize
Words witness my decay as I go more into my flow
A little faith goes a long way
The answer to who loves who on the same plate please
Flow more into my goals as easily as I lick an ice cream cone

Have you ever kissed the sunshine, sat there warm and tenderly,
Words precede me, darkness follows light, and my tongue flows flawlessly
Reveals tireless concealed appeals listening to the trombone wail
Bluetry giving life through a brand new litany –
Flowing effortlessly - giving revival to a unified force
Give me your hand, I’ll show you my goal

Push on to bring shit tighter
My tongue stays loose like a rapper in paradise
My body becomes harder for my mind to push through
My tongue more alive than the rest of me
Fear, anticipation and rage blend and fuel me
Speak through a corpse of someone I once knew - I try to make do
Silver dragon enters through these blues

Have you ever kissed the sunshine while walking between the raindrops?
Words flow through my veins as I pray for a universe of peace to delete abuse
Tired of seeing so many hurt animals and folk put through the food chain
World where all that exists are tasteless vegetables from depleted soil
Livestock have no rights; beef and pork render a new underclass
Humans like spoiled cider lacking circumspect
Tired of feeling chagrin 
Tired of being an underclass

Have you ever begged for sunshine while you survived the latest monsoon?
Alone heartbroken seeking love in someone’s smile
Wind whispers, voices set forth
The conglomeration for a powerful new nation
With all old abuses sent to damnation
Have you ever begged for sunshine and felt it slip through your fingertips
While you exclaim, proclaim and explain you’re waiting for the right time
Wait for a future, neglect the present, time is divine,
Resign to a lead line; the stars align in sunshine
Have you ever kissed the sunshine, walked between raindrops?
Sun streams through to touch you one last time

Sunday, April 10, 2016

All Losses Last Forever Or Until You’re Dead

All Losses Last Forever Or Until You’re Dead

I wonder where I went wrong
I wonder where I left my song
Trying to find my luck
Get a big bang for my buck
I thought I had the hang of it
Didn’t know how much I missed him
Till he was gone
I wonder how many times he thought of me
I wonder if I’ll feel sad till I’m dead that I
Didn’t see him before I died
I wonder if he had other loves besides me
I wonder
If he knew I missed him
I wonder if he missed me like I miss him
I wonder
How many people forget to see loved ones
Then they pass away suddenly
I wonder
If you’re lost like me
If we’ll ever be the same
If we’ll ever fit in the same time frame
I wonder if you had as many bad experiences as me
I wonder why some pain doesn’t go away
They say time heals all but it's a lie!

Friday, April 08, 2016

Doggy Love Or Billie's Dog Rescue Blues

Billie’s Dog Rescue Blues:  Bluetry - #8

Billie’s blues on my mind tonight
I’ve morphed into Billie singing my blues to her blues we are one
Your protestations sink into my instrumentals
Everything’s easy to get on the Internet; you can get whatever you want to.

I’m a fool to want you, for heaven’s sake why am I in love, here’s a chance fall in love.

I race up the stairs to face closing doors #1 train, elevated. A second too late. For God’s sake, my breath jagged, voice barely whispers on exhale. A golden red-nosed puppy stands before me, jumps on the bench next to DubbleX. Eye to eye, dilemmas & sadness everywhere.

Dubblex says forget the train roars up the watches drama ensues. The dog shaking, wet & wary, pretty furry, seeking solace and warmth, temperature - 32 degrees. Train pulls in, dog runs for the open doors feels warmth, crevice between the platform & train. I see him go under the train. I grab him by the flesh on his neck; pull him away from the closing door. Another moment stolen from death. The pup whines, returns to the bench. My heart skips a Billie holiday beat.

This revolution will not be televised it will not put the shine back on your teeth. How bout the belt from my bag - I greedily grab it. Pup accepts collar attempts to climb into my arms again.

Kneel down Johnny, heel, his haunches pressed to my thighs, crouched beside him, clinches the blended holiness of earth and sky. Pressed to my chest, his tongue sweeps my neck. 
Paws bleeding raw - ice & sleet on the pavement.
Let’s agree to be in love like a melody. Wet white snow falling huge flakes drop on my face. I can’t go where I want to.

Money you’ve got lots of friends crowding right your door,
but when you’re gone and nothing’s left, they don’t come round no more.

I want to go back when things were changing. Now things are suspended or turning backwards. I don't understand. Race for faith, blood bath, Kent State massacre, more prejudice now then before.

Baby pit follows me whining. I bend to examine torn ragged paws, bloodied from standing in deep salted snow, blizzards outside the station. He covers me with kisses, dutifully remains still a second then jumps on my chest. Here, boy, Here. I crouch down he throws himself in my arms shaking.

Downstairs the token booth clerk says cops are on their way. My heart booms, a gut reaction, not my future. I hold red nose with my make shift collar. He pulls me he’s strong, his attention span like a child’s eye caught by mischief, his shaking visible to everyone. Cops show up, act afraid even when they see him sucking my face. The sgt arrives he doesn’t know what to do. Finally a cage from the station arrives. I take charge, tell them how to put him in there away from my caring arms.


I’m a fool to want you. A red nosed pit bull with tail & ears intact. Will they find a home for him? 
My heart sings collateral let freedom ring, life on a hinge.

Wednesday, April 06, 2016

WHAT IS POETRY?

WHAT IS POETRY?

I mix, match, and blend words
Use verbs to describe
When I write
What the fuck do I know about poetry?
I wonder why it’s not as good as theirs
The ones who are consistently published
And I examine the pile of rejects
I survive on poetry for sustenance
My mind is like a sieve
Thoughts buzz in and out
Been like this for as long as I live
Run through my mind
My mind and my heart intertwined
With appointments and dates a blur
Conversations recalled word for word
As they occur, ground up in a coffee burr
Don’t tell me you don’t remember saying that
I hear your voice clear as day today
Shames surrounds me,
from a tarnished childhood
Like silver needing polish
Live in a secluded fortress
In a palace protecting my soul
Hide away day after day
Like a rash, an allergy that has
No place to go, like a prisoner
Of my own demise
Like unpolished diamond
Glow body and soul
Flow with rhythm
Hidden me emerges in poetry
Courses through my veins
Frees me from my chains


Tuesday, March 29, 2016

CAT HAIR MESS

KITTY CATS STOP SHEDDING

Clean all day and still can’t
Make this mess go away
Pick up here, pick up there,
Pick up everywhere,
Get this urge to purge
Feel a great surge of energy
Vacuum, mop, careful to reach every spot
On the floor, the problem at its core
Is cat hair everywhere, I abhor
Hair all over the floor, my clothes
I can’t bear it anymore
I say a prayer thinking that will help
I swear it seems the more I clean
the more hair spreads around
I declare war and still can’t make a dent
Buy special mops and dusters, I’m spent out
All I can do is vent about it
No matter how frequently I mop and dust,
The cat hair increases instead of decreases
Try to make peace with all the hair
Ask the cats to please cease shedding
But apparently cats don’t listen
More difficult to get rid of than grease
It’s even in clean clothes
Inside my drawers,
I adore my cats
But they shed on the bed,
Even find cat hairs on my head
Cat hair all over the floor and me
Spend half my day cleaning
The hair builds quickly I confess,
Reappears magically causing me stress
Impossible to make a dent in the mess
After all my efforts to dispossess
The hair remains nonetheless



Author's Note:
Sometimes people here for the first time tell me they are overwhelmed. I thought I'd make a few suggestions for those people on what to read with links.

For anyone here for the first time I recommend these poems below. You can click on each poem to be read the poem.

Spot Of Bleach

Tupelo Honey

Dead Long Ago

Twisted, A Sestina Of Love

I Sing The Blues For You Today

Heroes & Superstars - My Bob Dylan Story (All true too!)

Where Did The Day Go

Friday, March 25, 2016

So What, I’m Fat

I get fat, complacent
I sit on my fat ass
Watched my cats
And some good TV
Sat till I was nutty as a bat out of hell
When one’s in pain – can yell
Or pretend to feel well - do what I did to quell
Sat there, had a chat, ate a latke
Behaved very eclat and got very fat
Embarrassed now to show my fat self
I put myself on the shelf
Being fat is like being accepted to a fraternity
You never asked to belong to
Fatism is allowed, society is
OK to be prejudiced against fatties
I take off my hat to skinnies
Everyone avoids fat people
Like being attacked by plague of gnats
So many pounds, lost and found
Promise to turn over a new leaf
Then I stray from after weigh in
It’s the bane of my existence
Not recognized as true disease
I relay my sorrow, no headway
Not as well known as ADD
I convey my apologies
Think it’s the result of foul play
Each Passover I pray
Over and over again
If only I lose 10 pounds
I’ll be rolling in clover



Wednesday, March 23, 2016

Three Published Haikus by Bear Creek Haiku

Bear Creek Haiku published the following three haikus in their March Publication.

Figure Eights

Trees, white cotton clouds
Float by, I sit, absorb sounds
Nature's noise abounds

City noise melts me
Smelts me into submission
Does silence exist?


Is This Love?

Strings pull at my heart
A marionette Ping-Pong
Time to sing a song


Morning Routine

Miss morning java
Love my bittersweet coffee
What can take its place?