Day: December 5, 2008

The ground once cold will become warm again

poetry

At the end of the tunnel, the winter’s wind threatens

But he has done everything as planned

excellent grades/wife/house/kids

he has done everything on time

and in order.

The sky can sink and disappear

Him, he has done everything as planned

If the sun shines today,

it’s out of rivalry with the one

who learned how to become his own best ally.

But at the horizon,

the winter’s wind hurls in its furrows

a golden scythe which moves to cut

the tall rigid grasses at the end of their season.

His uprooted and fragmented existence quietly goes

into hiding between the empty rows of a library,

the blank space between words in the book of the living

forever dwelling there till it doesn’t matter anymore.

Gas, food, and lodging

poetry

In that welcome phrase
is found all of the necesities
of a happy, joyous life,
traveling the road,
going to and fro,
never stopping, always moving,
observing, trying, surviving,
new things, new adventures, new places,
new people, new voices, new faces,
seeing giant balls of string,
and giant bells that ring,
towers that scrape the sky,
and fields that roll before the eye.
For what else is there for longing
after gas, food, and lodging?

on thoughts and things you forgot

poetry

left alone to my own devices
i find the thoughts i’ve pursued
lead to the emptiness at the end
of the same hallway from the night
on which
thinking i was alone i stepped into
the dark to search out the movement
is sensed and when you jumped
out to say a big ‘boo’ i
nearly scraped my head on the ceiling

and then wondering why i came to
the conclusions i did
i go back to my poor habits
leading further into darkness the fear
encapsulating my emerged emotions