Recent Poetry

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    Just a couple of poems I've written recently..

    Sonnet: West Ward
    9/04

    Terminal troupe of feet pajamas goes
    From room to room, sliding ‘round the corners,
    Skittering passed the numb and mute mourners;
    Here is where death reaps what a parents sews.
    Where hats conceal wounds, where everyone knows
    Your name and dose; where friends are foreigners;
    And so it goes: you are the coroners’.
    Your face is a mirror, your disease it shows.
    But the troupe barges in in masks they made
    That they wear to pretend they’re far away,
    Where their parents can still stand to touch them,
    Where the tears waiting behind their eyes fade,
    Where folks will see them and not need to say,
    May God bless you and keep you, child, amen.

    and...

    Breaking the Fourth Wall
    9/04

    partitioned off by 10,000 days
    I’m merely in lieu of everyone else.

    my apartment has me apart from function synapse firing
    filling out crosswords irreverent answers ignorant of clues
    C-O-U-L-D E-V-E-R-Y-O-N-E J-U-S-T D-E-C-O-M-P-R-E-S-S-?
    L-I-K-E R-I-G-H-T N-O-W-?

    I collected bridges to myself obsessively; she was one of them
    no one else commutes to the Self.
    I quit and burned the bridges, which smolder and contort like matchsticks
    while I watch, standing on the opposite shore.

    Through the walls I hear a chair dragged across a wooden floor
    And I feel obliged to cough loudly or knock a heavy book to the ground
    Orchestrated cacophony, I play my part, for nothing’s sake
    Because on the opposite shore I can’t hear the symphony.
     
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    If I could keep you
    As I once saw you

    Carefree
    With no cares to see
    Not knowing what I know
    Nor sharing it with friends...

    Cloud tops
    In your sight tonight
    Without
    Any care in sight
    Taking with you all that's yours
    To return another day, perhaps.

    When we take another turn around we see
    What is there for you and me
    Wanting what was once both ours
    And chancing across the stars

    To remember what once was ours
    Forever once…

    To time the right talk
    Or take a walk
    Together

    Forever
     
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    Uncle Ferd wrote a short poem...

    ... is called Lil' Miss Wigglesworth...

    ... is also a tongue twister (no pun intended)...

    ... if ya say it real fast 5 times...

    ... Lil' Miss Wigglesworth...

    ... knows what her wiggle's worth.

    Catchy ain't it?...

    ... he was inspired by one o' the ladies onna board...

    ... but he ain't sayin' which one.

    He thinks poetry ought to be functional an' utilitarian...

    ... whatever dat means.
    :eusa_shifty:
     
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    I was once your age

    When I was first born

    I was twice your age

    when you were twenty

    Do as I’ve done

    And be sage

    In my dwindling life

    Of plenty
     

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