(A bit of Micropoetry) Ticking The horror was lifted, Then finding it only shifted To a different time. The clock has started.
Poetry?
I’m not sure any of this is “real” poetry – and not sure I really want to know.
Some of it has been written due to inspiration by others… some of it written for me…
and some of it written for unwitting audiences. Some of it has been published…
and some of it I wish were. It’s all copyrighted but not sure that matters.
Amidst
(A shield is what I lack.) Amidst What I need is perfection to help steer me right, instead of this corruption blurring all my sight This imperfect world of mine is striving to gain control, feeding me with ill-toned tries and waiting to take its toll I don’t know why it’s allowed for me to be … Continue reading Amidst
In Retrospect
(On our last and parting day.) In Retrospect A subterranean whisper from ten thousand miles away, would probably resemble you and I on our last and parting day We both knew it was a definite thing, that it wasn’t just a hunch, we forever faced our feelings forward and we never pulled a punch We … Continue reading In Retrospect
As Loneliness Makes Its Mark
(I'm not lonely ... just anticipating when it hits.) As Loneliness Makes Its Mark It’s very clear to me now That I have to change my way, I wanted togetherness always But I've been turned away The image in my mirror Is broken, sad, and dark, My new path is validated As loneliness makes its … Continue reading As Loneliness Makes Its Mark
Kneel and Prey
(A bit of Micropoetry.) Kneel and Prey Hunted. Trapped. Crisis unbridled. Situation unrivaled. Earless to my pleas; Drops me to my knees. Vengeance. From where do I prey?
Unemployment – Manifesto II
(Unemployment inspired this. At least I got something out of it.) Unemployment – Manifesto II An economy still broke and much shattered, With jobs growth negative and much splattered, And no real plan from the Washington wimps As we elected not visionary giants, but shrimps 91 million unemployed and monthly growing, With the Washington BS … Continue reading Unemployment – Manifesto II
Us
(A bit of Micropoetry.) Us Preposterous. Carnivorous. Monstrous. Vicious. Us.
PATCO-litical Correctness and the Editors
(They reversed their original decision to print my very light satire on their transit system... but they'll quickly print a piece on sleaze, gore, and hate? Hmm... here's my response.) PATCO-litical Correctness and the Editors To its editors, a poem about our transit system Depicting shortcomings and an errant way My recent offering… hopefully humorous No real screwing from … Continue reading PATCO-litical Correctness and the Editors
It’s Only PATCO, But What a Ride
(I wrist-slapped their little train transit system a bit. What? The Inquirer Editors had a problem with its Politically In-Correctness? Oh, well.) It’s Only PATCO, But What a Ride There’s a new “amusement” ride in town, Nauseous, herky-jerky movements abound, By trip’s end, your patience is tried and fried, It’s only PATCO, but what a ride … Continue reading It’s Only PATCO, But What a Ride
About Time
(A bit of Micropoetry.) About Time Finding much incivility, And an inability Dealing with time. Relatively-speaking.
My Damn Musings To Go 