24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
High above we lowly maggots
Dykes and faggots
Working classes
Unwashed masses
So high that we cannot reach you
Cannot teach you
We beseech you
We beneath you
The higher the harder the fall
You had the gall
We’ll force your hand
No leg to stand
I say I understand,
and I do,
But I don’t.
And I do
say I love you,
But I don’t.
You see, understanding
Comes with forgiveness.
Love comes with understanding.
So, when I say I understand,
or say I love you,
I mean I forgive.
But I don’t.
Wild winds on the streets
There’s heat where there should be rain
I’ve heard it said “O Lord, hear our prayer”
Wild words on our lips
There’s thunder where there would be silence
I’ve heard it said “ O Lord, hear our prayer”
Frail thoughts in our minds
There’s hunger where there’s always been hunger
I’ve heard it said “O Lord, hear our prayer”
Frail dreams in our heads
There’s riches where there’ve always been riches
I’ve heard it said ‘O Lord, hear our prayer”
Where to from here
I’m lost I fear
No road to follow
No horizon on the morrow
I’m lost I fear
Am nowhere near
Where I’m supposed to be
Am detoured, not free
No road to follow
My shoes are hollow
Neither here nor there
Nor anywhere, I fear
No horizon on the morrow
Following a map of sorrow
I’m lost you see
Find your way back to me
Like a delta, space empties
and opens into the sea between.
our bodies–converging, swaying
and parting; fluid feelings beneath
the skin and cells—thoughts wired
as one grid. Vast as universe, tiny
as mushroom minutia—
a message system between all.
never had a brother
never had a sister
born to great parents
loved my grandparents
have a great life
a great wife
why do I feel left out
can’t miss what you don’t have
some days I get angry with this
jealousy does not become me
hostage to an involuntary emotion
I’m both protective and human
now I recognize my faults
that’s me all sorted
Waking up
To birds crying and brainlessness
A new day dawning
A new horizon developing
Waking up
To Cat meows and a pastel backdrop
Wispy whispers through palms
A new possibility dawning
To birds Chattering and brainlessness
I tip my desires to simple sounds
Simple thoughts, brilliant nuances
A new development on the horizon
Waking up
A pastel horizon on a palm tree whisper
simple possibilities, a cat’s meow
Morning dawns in brainless desires
With a peaceful heart, I make my way
I follow my thoughts, decide what to say
I create ideas like a potter with his clay
Oh what a glorious day!
With a grateful heart, I cannot go halfway
I design my purpose, in a wondrous display
I ride my emotions through a gateway
Oh what a glorious day!
With a knowing heart, I feel no dismay
Even when my words form a cliché
I hold on to my hope, go the long way
Oh what a glorious day!
With a full heart overflowing, no delay
I reach my goals and put them on display
I jump for joy with every essay
Oh what a glorious day!